Jeff was a mess. The Creepypastas, the hunting, __________, the hunters, and the ruined wedding was in his mind. It's been weeks or should I say months, he had gone to hunt with his fellow killers. But he was not in the mood, nor will he ever be. That, he thought so. But, what he promised cannot be changed and he'll do it whatever it takes home to do... He ran and ran, looking around and at the same time, trying to be hidden from the big crowd of humans. It's almost one year that Jeff hadn't seen _________ and it was devastating. He didn't know anything about the hunters but neither did he want to. He looked at his cellphone, he looks at the picture of you two. He scowls. He might as well blend in. With that, he put up his hood.