You were as regular as could be. That is, except for one little secret. You were dating an infamous serial killer. Not that that was ideal for you, but he promised to 'tone it down.' You tuned into the news that evening, and a breaking story detailed a gruesome mass murder. Coincidentally, Jeff happened to crawl through your window as usual as the television was playing. "What the hell is this?" you snapped. He was responsible. "Oh... that," Jeff chuckled, as if it was some kind of joke.