Life in the Creepy Pasta house has become a little rough. Slender had few monsters teach you how to hunt, kill, sneak and get away from the scene. Of course he paired you up with Jeff for the hunting and killing while Red taught you how to sneak and flee.
One night you were teamed up with Jeff for a practice run. Even as Jeff had a large knife for his killings, you had a small knife. It was simply to see how well you could adjust to knifes. As the two of you walked through the forest you had decided to start a conversation.
“Jeff, do I really need to kill anyone on sight?” You asked looking over at him. Jeff chuckled, “Of course not. Just because Slendy says such a thing, doesn’t mean it’s true. Killing any and everyone is my thing. You can kill whoever you want such as an enemy. You can’t deny that you yourself wanted to kill Kevin and Jessica.”
Deep down you knew that was true, but the feeling of killing hadn’t crossed your mind since depression was just a storm over your head. “Yea, I suppose you’re right.”
Although your mind was clouded with thought, Jeff stopped you in your tracks by laying an arm on your chest. You look at Jeff then look straight ahead to some distant conversations and flash lights. Teenagers. From the voices they were kids from school. You weren’t friends with them anyways. Jeff had a wide smile on his face then he pulled you behind a tree.
“Remember what we practiced. I’ll take out two and you kill the rest. Got it?” Replying with a nod, Jeff’s grin grew wider and he left where you were to sneak up on the teens. He made distant noises to draw one girl who was farthest from the group over to him which worked and Jeff was able to cover up the girl’s mouth, pull her in the bushes and slit her throat. You caught his eye which meant it was your turn.
Looking around you picked up a rock and followed the group who were becoming paranoid at the disappearance of their friend. You aimed the rock as much as you could and threw it, hitting one boy in the back of the head. He turned around pointing his flashlight, which you almost got caught but successfully hid behind a tree.
“Who’s there?!”
“It’s probably Bruce, he’s always playing tricks on us.”
“Samantha are you kidding?! Katie’s already gone and I got hit in the back of the head with a rock. I don’t think Bruce would do this!”
“Whatever let’s just get out of here!”
The two girls and one boy continued on their journey to escape the forest, but the woods they wandered belonged to the Creepy Pasta’s so (y/n) had to hurry or someone else would kill them.