"Jeffery use it," Jane said.
The two crept downstairs for a knife and lighter. When Jeff found the lighter he found a package of his father's cigarettes. He opened the package and flipped one in his mouth and lit it.
They both went back upstairs into Jeff's room. He moved his rug to see the pentagram. Jane handed him a candle and a book. He chanted something from the book and cut his wrist. He let the blood go over the pentagram in drops. Black figures appeared around the room.
Jeff licked his lips. "My brothers," he said."Bring hell on earth." The figures dissolved away. After the ritual, he saw another figure, but it was different from the others. It had an expressionless gray face and it was in a black suit.
"What the fuck is that?" Jeff turned around to look at Jane then looked back and it was gone.
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Jeff The Killer
HorrorThese are the stories of Jeff's escapades with his enemies. From his own family to Slenderman.
