Later that night, I got dressed. I went through Jeff's and Jack's drawers and found a black hoodie, purple converse, and black jeans. When E.J. and I went out, I entered through the parents room. I sliced open the father, and the first thing I saw was a lung. I was extremely hungry, so I grabbed it and sunk my teeth into it. It tasted like cotton candy. It was...amazing. I kept eating and eating. I grabbed the second one. It was better than the first. I guess E.J. was behind me, listening to me chew. "Ahem. Mind passing me a kidney Y/N?" E.J. asked.
"Hehe. Yeah sure." I then threw him a kidney.
After I was done, I sunk my knife into the mother's chest. I ate her lungs too. I snuck into the kid's room when I was done. There were two boys. I jumped on top of one of the boys. His brother woke up after I sliced open his brother. The boy who was awake, leapt up, and stabbed me in the throat, and eyes with a pencil. Jack jumped on top of the boy, and sliced his throat. Jack came over and removed the pencil from my throat. He carried me to the mansion, where I was cared for. My wounds left me blind. Thankfully, the pencil missed my voice box, and the tube I breath from.
