Creepypastas On Crack

#22

Jane The Killer, absentmindedly: Nick, how do you think I'll die?

Nick Vanill, completely deadpan: Murder. Someone got really pissed at you. Full-on beheading. We only ever find your body.

Jane The Killer: Huh

Homicidal Liu, from the other side of the room: *Silently raises his hand*

Nick Vanill, without looking up: You trip down the stairs

Homicidal Liu, quietly: Dammit!