Homicide and Havoc on Halloween

You decide to stay quiet, until your hear the man approaching your room. You race back to your bed and jump in, pretending that you’re still asleep. The man comes to your room and then chuckles, “Do you think I’m that stupid, Paige?” he asks you. You slowly lift your head from the pillow and stare at him. The man is carrying your sister’s limp body on his shoulder. He is an old man, in his 50s, perhaps. His face is covered in scars and wrinkles. “Allow me to introduce myself,” he booms, “I’m Zake Hallins, the owner of this place. Lucky for you, no one else is here to protect you, your sister, or your friend. You start whimpering and you almost start crying when he yells, “SHUT UP! You have no choice in this situation. You and your sister are both going to die. Oh, and if you were wondering, I already killed Scarlett. I needed her heart for my dead sister, but her heart failed.” Zake turned to stare you in the eye. “So now I need your or you sister’s heart!” A grin creeped along Zake’s face. “ I have an idea,” he started to chuckle again. “I’ll let you choose. Would you like to give me your heart, or let me take your sister’s heart,” he then whispered, “I’ll give you a hint: either way you’ll die!”