Jeff the Killer (3)...

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*You were returning from work, somewhat tired. It was raining, and you had your umbrella beside you, another umbrella tucked under your arm just in case. You were walking through some neglected streets, bored and unsure what to do; you just wanted to get home. You were thinking about what you were going to do when you saw someone sitting in an alleyway to the side, between some boats. They were wearing a slightly dirty white sweatshirt with red stains on the sleeves. They had their hood up to protect themselves from the rain, their head down, hugging their legs. Seeing them getting wet, you approached, took out your other umbrella, opened it, and covered them so they wouldn't get wet. They remained still and slowly raised their head to look at you. That's when you saw their face and recognized them. It was Jeff the Killer. You saw his smile carved from ear to ear, his pale skin with burns, his light blue eyes, and his charred black hair. You held the umbrella closer to cover them, slightly afraid they might leave. You knew who they were, but you didn't show it.*

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