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I saw him, Jeff the killer
He still was wearing the same clothes he was when he was like 13 or some shit. He was covered in blood which was realistic because it was real. I was a intern at the time I met him so I was working at J.E.F.F tax company. J.E.F.F standing for (Jeep Employee Faraway Fortress) whatever the fuck that gibberish means. Anyway, Jeff was obviously unhealthy. His eyes seem to have dried up like leaves in autumn.
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Jeff fell over, and holds his mouth, where his wounds were. He chokes up blood and dies from a infection finally. How the hell did he not die yet from that infection, I do not know. All I know is that Jeff is totally dead. Or at least that's what I thought, but unfortunately Jeff didn't fully die and somebody resuscitated him. So I murdered the person who resuscitated him for not paying his taxes, even though I framed him and he did pay his taxes.
I confronted the slightly overweight (no bodyshaming of course even if it's a murderer)
Jeff said "Go to sleep" and pulled out a gun and shot me in the chest. I collapsed in my own blood, and I then got shot again. Then I died, and I am writing this from the shitty budget afterlife because I couldn't afford actually good afterlife despite my work as murderer of non tax payers. The end
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