You live alone. You have one friend. You were an outcast. According to the rest of the world, anyways. You were a killer. You haunt the minds of corrupt people. You never killed the innocent. Just the guilty. It was several years ago when you first encountered HIM. Jeff the Killer. He saved you. Then, he left. You never saw him again. But you always remembered. You didn't think you would see his permanent smile, or his pale, leathery face again. You were wrong. It was only by accident you met him again. You didn't think it would totally change your life. You were wrong.