You were a kid, around six years old. You lived in the slender mansion with hundreds of different killers and messed up people, one of them being your father; Jeff The Killer. That’s right, the infamous Jeff The Killer. He sucked as a father, not having parental skills of course since he’s never experienced that.

One night you were sitting on the couch. Being in a house full of killers was terrifying. You were surrounded by crazy and mentally disturbed individuals. They always fought and hurt each other. You had been watching cartoons almost all day… it was so boring. You were just in some pajamas, watching the TV. You were DYING of boredom…

Jeff and Ben were playing video games, trying to beat each other like normal… Jane and some of the other girls; Sally, Clockwork, Nina, Lazari, etc… were all in the living room also. Sally was just playing with her stuffed animal and the others were just doing god knows what. Masky and Hoodie were sitting on the couch next to you, talking like normal. Some of the other killers were just everywhere, either talking or being on missions.