Therapy for a Lost Soul

The light from the television breaks the darkness of a room, a room in complete and utter disarray, a room once for living, now for the dead. Still, mutilated forms lay on the floor in pools of blood, victims of anguish. On the couch sat a teenager named Tomás, seemingly in a trance with eyes fixated on the TV, covered in blood and reeking of death-the dead brought to life. He wasn't alone. Sitting alongside him was an unexpected house guest wearing a black cloak and sipping a bottle of vod...