"Well, screw you too!" Dan shouted, as he slammed down the phone. He picked up a picture of his wife, and threw it into the garbage. He leaned back in his chair, and sighed, as he heard the glass shatter. "Is it my fault that she's such a witch?" he muttered to himself.
"Dan, where are you hiding?" Lily inquired she entered the training room. She noticed that the door to his office was slightly ajar. "Dan!?"
When she got no response, she stepped into his office. Lily screamed as she found him sprawled on the floor. His body appeared to be
covered in claw marks, and was torn to pieces.
"It seems like he was attacked by some kind of animal," the cop who arrived on the scene remarked.
"Wait a minute," the security guard replied, "I've seen this before. Let me get a closer look."
The cop reluctantly agreed. "Just don't touch anything."
"Ah-hah, judging by the broken portrait of his wife, and the severity of the claw marks, I'd say that he was killed by a Bicorne; a plump panther
with a human face, that devours husbands whose wives nag them."