She Even Woke Me Up to Say Goodbye

The owner of the cabin appears shirtless from the bedroom area, carrying a jug of wood look like moonshine or some other kind of home brew. He wasn't drinking it, he was splashing it all over the floor for some reason and when he locks eyes with me, he had this kind of, oh crap look on his face that made me very, very nervous. In the corner of the small room, there was a woman sitting slumped on the floor, with her back to the wall, and above her is this smear of blood like she just slid down the wall after being stabbed or shot or something. Only what I didn't see was that he'd shot his two kids