At first, I wanted to brush it off, but curiosity began to get the better of me. Half an hour later, I was already standing in the bathroom. There was no one in the house.

I locked the door, took a hammer out of the closet and hesitated for a long time to hit the wall. I looked at the smooth, white tiles that my husband had so carefully laid himself. “Should I break them?

What if my father-in-law is really just delirious?”

But my hands lifted the hammer themselves. The first blow was quiet – the tile only cracked. The second was louder, a piece fell off, hitting the tiled floor with a loud thud.

I held my breath and brought the flashlight closer.

There was a dark hole behind the tile. And there was something in that hole…

My hands started shaking.

I stuck my fingers into the hole and felt a rustling bag. My heart was pounding loudly in my temples. I slowly pulled it out.

The old plastic film, yellowed with time, seemed harmless. But as soon as I unwrapped it, I covered my mouth with my hand to keep from screaming in horror. Inside were teeth.

Real human teeth. Lots of them. Tens, maybe hundreds.

I started shuddering. I sank down onto the cold tile, clutching the bag to my chest. There was only one thought in my head: this can’t be true…

I paced around the room until I finally decided to go to my father-in-law.

Seeing the package, he sighed heavily. “So you found it,” he said tiredly. “What is it?!” I screamed, although my voice was trembling treacherously.

“Whose are they?!”

He lowered his eyes, was silent for a long time, and then began to speak in a low voice:

“Your husband… he is not who he seems. He took lives. Then he burned the bodies… but teeth don’t burn.

He pulled them out and hid them at home. I couldn’t believe it. My husband is a caring father, a reliable person.

But the evidence lay before me. “You knew?” I whispered. My father-in-law looked up.

There was no relief in his eyes, only fatigue and a shadow of guilt. “I was silent… silent for too long. But now – you must decide for yourself what to do next.

And at that moment I realized: my life will never be the same again.