The young woman was clad in a black dress, seated with noble and elegant poise, her neck as pristine and elongated as a swan's.
The severed head still bore a sweet smile, while the body lay prostrate on the table, blood trickling out and staining the high-quality printed tablecloth red.
This scene, so full of shock, was etched deeply into everyone's mind.
After a deathly silence, a wave of terrified screams erupted in the dining room, as some people stood and ran for their lives.
Hush!
A grunt stepped forward and gestured for silence.
Such a simple movement, yet it carried an overwhelming persuasive power; the screams ceased almost instantly, and everyone stopped in their tracks.
"This was merely to inform you all of the reason for your cooperation; please do not panic, and more importantly, do not move. I assure you that none of you are under any threat,"
the grunt said nonchalantly, signaling his colleague to put the head back in place.
