The soft glow from the tv illuminated the living room in mostly shadows, hiding the secrets of the scene. Earlier, whispered conversations were spoken before the glow. A couple made out and got handsy on the couch. The houses inhabitants slept, snoring lightly to the background noise of whatever channel had been left on. Showings of late night sketch comedies or even porn greeted whoever would post themselves on the couch in front of it. A thousand different every day occurrences took place in the soft glow of the t.v. Earlier.
Now the shadows seemed to hug the area around the couch tighter than normal and the darkness seemed unaffected by the tv's light. Only closer inspection would reveal the slight texture of the floor, revealing not the soft cotton stubble of carpet, but the thick liquid covering of blood.