jeff lies in the dark thinking. Thinking about love its self. "Can killers love" ? he asks his self. he jumps up from his lying postion with a smirk on his face. "i think not!". he calms down a bit. "i might test it just to mess with a girl though, it would be fun".
As jeff walks down a dark alley in the middle of the night he hears a soft gentle voice. a singing voice.
"come little children, ill take thee away". the girl sings. her long black hair down to her waist moves gracefully in the wind as she calls and hunts for her prey. she preys on the souls of children. just as jeff can do. jeff doesnt realize it, but he is on the verge of hunting a killer just like him self.
