CRIMSON MOON || Self-Para (Sorta)
Climbing into the expensive car he grinned. It wasn't often that Jackson had allowed him to borrow hi car, mostly because it was so expensive and it was Jackson, but the select moments that he'd been allowed to drive it were probably the best. After all, there weren't many cars that drove as smoothly as the Porsche did. He fiddled with the radio, adjusted all of the mirrors and his seat before setting off.
The drive home was mainly uneventful, Danny spent most of his time singing along to the radio, eyes on the rising moon. The moon was something that had always fascinated the young man.He wasn't sure what it was exactly, the size, or shape, or color, or even the mysterious man in the moon. It was just one of the things that he liked, and given that tonight was the supermoon, it only made one of the things he liked any better.
As he neared his house he turned down the radio, and turned the car off as he parked.. He'd only managed to take a few steps before he heard the sounds that sent shivers down his spine. He wasn't sure how he to describe it other than painful. Immediately Danny set off in the direction of the scream, and when he finally found the source of the cry he stopped dead in his tracks. In his short life Danny hadn't been witness to a lot of things, and even though he was somewhat of an avid movie goer nothing could have prepared him for what he saw before him.
"Ethan..." Danny said, stepping back, hand over his mouth.
Danny had never expected to see his boyfriend, drenched in blood, and drenched in blood that didn't seem to belong to him at all.
"What... what did you do?"
