you look deeply into the eyes of your girlfriend wondering what on earth he possessed her to do such a thing, you try to speak but are interrupted by her incoming ramble.
“Listen, I know it seems… alarming that I have this guy’s decapitated head in my hands. But I promise it will make sense soon” she said almost deadpan. You have no idea what to say but you comply to her wishes and wait for her to explain.
you end up having to run after her as she seemingly remembers something important and grabs the keys to the car you share, and you run after her. if she’s making a mad dash you’d rather her not take your only form of transportation.
You ride shotgun and she starts speeding off to someplace unknown, yeah maybe going along with your girlfriend who JUST decapitated a whole ass man was probably not a good idea and you think that “wait isn’t this being an in a car with a murder indict you to like crimes?”
you can’t think of much of anything while the car comes to a standstill in front of a random forest section you lived nearby. Your girlfriend still cradling the severed human head in her arms trots up to the forest and you follow.
maybe you shouldn’t follow your murderess girlfriend into the woods while she is holding a severed human head, okay this was getting ridiculous you should just call the cops.
but your curiosity gets the best of you, you had been dating almost 10 years after all. You trusted her, you loved her. If she said she had a good reason there probably was one.
she stops her trot in front of a circle of stones, the stones were a shiny grey color. She does not step inside the circle opting to place the head right in the middle from outside the circle.
all of a sudden the circle starts lighting up like a spot light, and the head morphs and changes to the chagrin of your girlfriend.
after the spotlight stops doing its uh.. thing. All that’s left is the head of a large insect of some kind.
you look at your girlfriend with more horror and shock that you probably should have had the first time when you saw the head in all honesty.
“Well. You know how bees are”