{Jeff pov}
I had just got done with my routines. Killing one is not so hard it's always staying away from the cops. I ran into the woods and hid before they could catch up.
I go by the same woods and houses everyday. Never really noticing that I'm alone. So fuck it.
I noticed a dark house. It played a really Strang song. I sang along to it and walked close to the house. Singing the song in a soft voice:
"Come little children, the times come to play... here in my garden of shadows.."
For a moment I thought this was all a dream. I knew once I looked into the window, it wasnt.
It's short I know leave me alone. I'll get to it. It's my first story.
