You were just trying to walk down the street then all of a sudden a slender figure with a scary face, like no eyelids and a carved smile… burn parks and pale… terrifying… he grabbed you by the neck and said, “Go to sleep…”

You woke up in a room, he’s standing in the corner, the room was damp and gross with a hard floor, was it a bathroom? You turned your head and saw the bathtub and gagged because of the smell.. I wonder if he even takes a bath, look at him..

The figure, Jeff, looked down at you..

”Be lucky your here, and I didn’t kill you straight ahead…”

He chuckled, looking down at you… playing with a knife in his pale, stained with blood hand…

You didn’t completely like sitting in the floor, your butt hurt on the cold hard floor, so you stay up a bit..