That night I woke up to the sound of a fire all around me everything was on fire. The house was blazing. Luckly me my wife and the servent made it out alive. Everything was destroyes I sank into depression.
One day my wife accompanied me into the cellar.
After tripping over the cat i burst with rage and lifted my axe. My wife tried to stop me but, with interference i buried the axe in her brain.
having her dead i tried to hide the body i kept thinking if i take it outside i might get caught so i decided to hide it in the wall.
The brick was covering a part of the all so I decided to hide he their so know one would notice