You are one of the older kids who live here, but your school was also warned about the dangerous murderer who was running around here killing children. Like the younger ones, you were told to always walk in pairs, but what can I say? You're badass enough to walk home from school alone. Now you pass the playground where Jeffery is sitting. Jeffery, who, what no one knows or even suspects, actually had his eye on Tracy, but when her mother came to pick her up, he had to forget about it. Well, she was a stupid goat anyway. Then he saw you walking past the playground and a new plan rushed trough his twisted little head. He hopped off the swing and swung the baseball bat over his shoulders. Hey you, The FBI guys said we should always run in pairs. Come with me, I walk you home. And I know a good shortcut way home trought the woods.