"Son of a bitch." Brandon muttered to himself as he walked out of the small "shed". It was merely a cover, with nothing but a set of stairs leading down to what Brandon could only think of as a mad scientist's lab.

He had been jogging with his girlfriend when they took a right when they should have taken a left. The trail grew narrow and they were about to turn around when they saw the small shed. Given that it looked just like the other small sheds that were used for storage around the park they went inside, hoping to find a park map so they could reorient themselves and see if they needed to backtrack.

They didn't expect stairs and before they could even turn to leave they were quickly ambushed and restrained.

What happened next... he'd rather not think about. All he knew was that his girlfriend would be coming up those steps in seconds, her head stitched onto his body. As he stepped away, he wondered how they would manage, what they would do, but soon realized those could wait. His bigger concern was being seen and how to explain all of this and he had no answer to that. Hopefully she had more of a plan that he did!