Red Syrup.

One night, 3 am in an almost-empty parking lot, a girl named Fran witnesses a murder. A murder between a lesbian couple, whom both seemed to enjoy the dark act. Fran is traumatised by what she sees and flees the scene, but for some reason even she doesn’t understand, never tells a soul of what happened. Fran feels her sanity slipping each day, but is this actually what she truly wanted all along? Is this what she was looking for in her life? A reason to truly let herself go? Her story is one of battling with one’s own thoughts, and the struggles to contain violent urges.