You awoke at night to a cold breeze coming from your bedroom window. Weird. You never leave it open. You get up out of bed and make your way over to close it. With a sigh you slam it shut and turn around. When your eyes fully focus, you see him. Right behind you. The Jeff The Killer. The one that had been on the news for weeks now. You wanted to scream, but nothing came out. "Do you think I'm... scary?" He grinned widely, as much as the scars on his mouth would let him.