Prologue To Midnight Manor

Sometimes I wish I wasn't a cop.
Sometimes I wish I could live a normal life.
Sometime I see things I wish I didn't have to.
Now was one of those times.

I stared at the open door uneasily. The feeling you get when you know something is wrong assailed me. It threw my whole world into hyperdrive as I walked in and looked around. The feeling pulled me, lured me, towards the bedroom. I walked in a dreamlike state, seeing but not believing. With shaking hands I swung the door open with a soft creak. What I saw the make me gasp with disbelief. Horror. I was face to face with my own personal worst nightmare...

The only thing was... I wasn't dreaming.