When Harry Met Sally

In the dimly lit restaurant, Harry and Sally sat across from each other at a table, exchanging jokes. But there was tension in the air. Sally's laughter echoed eerily through the room, sending shivers down Harry's spine. Suddenly, Sally's face contorted into an expression of sheer terror, her eyes turning pitch black. A demonic voice escaped her lips as she pointed a trembling finger at Harry, accusing him of being a monster.

The surrounding patrons gasped, their faces twisted in horror as they realized they must kill the beast. They descended upon Harry, tearing him apart with their bare hands. Harry’s blood covered the floor of the diner. Harry was no more.