Jeff the Killer: True Hatered: Difference between revisions

Margret turned to their farther, Peter who grimaced. ‘I guess we could stop off at the next gas station.’

 

 

As they pulled into a run-down gas station Jeff stared out the window. He looked in througt staring right back at him. He suddenly got a strange deja vu feeling. It lasted a split second, but it was enough to leave him with an odd feeling that lingered.

The time wasn’t right. He moved on.

 

 

As growled furiously once he recomposing, Jeff approached the large family house he began to feel as though something was a bit… off. But any doubts soon vanished when he heard the distinct sound of a baby cry from inside the house. He smiled widely at the prospect of an unsuspecting family soon to meet their end at his hands. Ideas exploded in his mind as he considered the possibilities lying just within the walls of this house.

‘Never…’

 

 

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