The monstrosity dragged itself across the cold linoleum floor. Gritting his teeth, Carter watched it draw closer. Watched its mouth working at words through a palpating mess of blood and gore. There was a raspy hiss, a sound like cutter, but more familiar, slurred and husky, percussed by a sickening snick of teeth on bone. It was trying to say his name. Carter tightened his grip, shut his eyes and brought the axe down hard against his wife’s white neck. ‘I’ll always love you sunshine,’ he whispered into the silence.