Goodreads asked James Lever:

Can you tell us a two-sentence horror story?

James Lever Through the glass door to the dining room, backlit by the soft glow of the wall lights, a manic figure approached: his face contorted with rage; his body blood-splattered, for in his right hand he carried a machete that had obviously seen recent use - as witnessed by the body lying on the floor behind him with the head partly dismembered - surely I was about to become the next victim.
Then, horror of horrors, I recognized the body as that belonging to my wife; and worse, I realized that the dining room was in complete darkness and the image before me was a reflection!

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