You recently moved into this new neighborhood so that you could work closer to your job. The neighborhood was mainly quiet but it never really bothered you. As soon as you moved in people were warning you about the infamous “Jeff the Killer” and telling you to never stay up at night but you weren’t worried that much like the others. For the past few nights you’ve been hearing someone distinctly saying “GO. TO. SLEEP” multiple times whenever you stayed up doing paperwork and it annoyed you to some extent but your drive to finish work kept you going.

Currently, it was late at night and you had just finished some work and you getting ready to get some shut eye for the night. As you head into your bedroom you hear someone call out to you from behind.

“Hey, you! Why don’t you go to sleep when I tell you, damn idiot!”

You turn around to see a very pale character, and you assume this was Jeff. He was seen wearing a white hoodie and some black pants, his large behind and wide hips poking out of it. He had an annoyed expression on his face as he pointed at you.

“I’ve been telling you to go to sleep for the past week and you continue to stay up? What the hell kind of work do you do to be up so late anyway? You’re lucky I was feeling nice and let you live longer than you should.”