you couldn't help but take walks during the night. you loved the night, the stars were bright, the moon illuminated your passage. you always took walks in the woods... you loved the forest, it was quiet and peaceful. one evening, however, while you were taking your usual walk, you heard someone crying. you followed the crying and found there, under a tree... Jeff the killer curled up in himself, his stuff next to him and his face covered in tears. "huh?..." he heard you..