While my husband was away, my father-in-law advised me to take a hammer and shatter the tile beneath the toilet. I found a hole behind that tile, and inside it was something terrible. 😱😱
I was doing dishes in the kitchen. My husband had gone out to perform errands, and my son was playing at the neighbors’ house. It was a normal night.
But all of a sudden, I could feel someone behind me.
I turned around and saw it was my father-in-law. He had a tight face and a sharp, attentive gaze.
He muttered so gently that I could hardly hear him over the sound of the water running.
“What’s wrong?” I asked, apprehensive, while I dried my hands.
He moved closer and leaned in to my ear:
“While your son isn’t here, take the hammer and break the tile that is behind the toilet.” “Nobody should know.”
I laughed nervously because I feared the elderly man had gone crazy.
“Why ruin the renovation?” “We’re going to sell this house soon…”
But he cut me off suddenly, grabbing my fingers with his thin, bony hands:
“Your husband is lying to you.” There is the truth.
I
He seemed scared, like telling me something could save his life.
I felt anxious in my chest, but my curiosity slowly won out.
I was in the restroom half an hour later. There was no noise in the home. I locked the door, picked up the hammer, and thought about hitting the wall for a moment. I looked at the smooth, white tiles that my husband had put in himself.
“Break them? What if my father-in-law actually is crazy?”
But my hands lifted the hammer by themselves.
The
The second one, which was noisier, broke off a piece. It dropped to the floor with a hollow thud.
I held my breath and turned on my flashlight.
There was a dark hole behind the tile. And there was something in that hole…
My hands shook. I reached inside and felt a bag that was making noise. My heart raced. I cautiously took it out: a plastic bag that was ancient and yellowed. At first glance, it looks harmless.
But when I opened it, I put my hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t scream. 😱😱
Teeth were within. Teeth from real people. A lot, maybe even hundreds.
I felt a cold shiver go through me. I fell on the floor of the bathroom, holding the bag.
One thing kept coming to mind: This can’t be real…
In the end, I made myself see my father-in-law. He let out a big breath as he spotted the bag.
“So you found them,” he replied in a sleepy voice.
“What is this?” I yelled, but terror made my voice shake. “Whose teeth are these?”
He looked down and didn’t say anything for a long time. Finally, he said in a hushed voice:
“Your husband… he’s not who you think he is.” He killed people. He then set fire to the bodies, but teeth don’t burn. He took them out and put them in a secret place in the home.
I felt like everything in my life was falling apart. My husband is a good father and a dependable man.
But the proof was right in front of me.
“You knew?” I said softly.
My father-in-law looked up. His eyes showed no relief, only tiredness and remorse.
“I didn’t say anything for too long.” But now you need to make a choice about what to do next.
And at that moment, I knew:
My life would never be the same again.
