Meet the Mason's.....again (part 2)

Mr. Mason returns home looking in a hurry, frantically searching for an item which he carries in his bag. He noticed that his wife wasn't home which helped his cause but he also was curios as to where she was, three call's gone to voicemail later he found what he wanted and took off from the house

The eerie creak of the back door being slowly opened paralleled that of the shock of Mrs. Mason's face as the few wrinkle's she had slowly evaporated and her face frozen with disbelief of what she was faced with. Two bodies, a man and a woman roughly in their late 20's, bludgeoned and cut from the torso. They were chained to the ground surrounded by candles and some kind of drawings/writing, the woman either dead or on the verge of it but the man was still conscious looking at Mrs. Mason and mumbling "ddddd......monic" while gargling blood as if it was a cure to a sore throat. Mrs. Mason goes with her instinct to unchain him but then stops, take's a moment to think then take's up a knife that was lying by the body of the woman and slashes the throat of the motionless body of the man. She stands holding the knife close to her chest muttering "I love him" repeatedly as a glare from a car's light beam's through the window.
Mr. Mason walks in looking confused wondering if he is actually seeing what he is looking at.
" What the hell did you do, how did you find me? Wait are you following me?" He asks looking disturbed.
Mrs. Masons emphatically responds" It's OK i understand, you're sick but i wont tell anyone that's why i decided to finish off the job for you, I love you".
"I needed them alive to finish off what i started, i wasn't just doing this for the fun of it there was a point to it, anyway we need to dispose of the bodies and all the evidence quick before people come in the morning"

Present day,

As the weeks/months went by this became a regular pastime of the Mason's, to offer up a newlywed as part of some sick satanic ritual which read "Bless the house of the joyous through blood shed and in return I give my blessing to your home". These ritual's began getting more calculated over time to the point they had almost perfected them, but as the need to sacrifice grew the offerings started to become a big boring or stale with the monotonous routine not feeding their thrill anymore. It was then one Sunday evening that Mr. and Mrs. Mason sat down looking for ways in which they could bring that excitement back into their sacrifices. Horrid ideas were being passed around but none seemed to give them that feeling that they desperately seeked until Mrs. Mason's water broke which was met by a huge grin from both the Mason's.............