Im In The Shadows (Jeff The Killer)

Chapter 2

Here's a little humor for the bloodshed that will soon come.

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I woke up to the sound of squirrels chittering around the tree I slept on.

Damn animals...

Waking up on a tree isn't pleasant at all. I stretched a few with a slight crick in my neck and jumped off landing on my feet.

Before I took a step I smelled my underarms and god I freaking smelled so vile!! I needed to take a shower or Alice won't let me in, she's so picky and stubborn.

I walked around the woods for who knows when till I saw a pond. I threw my jeans and hoodie off an took a swim.

The water was so cold on my pale skin it actually felt quite refreshing.

After 5 minutes of soaking I walked out of the water bare trying to find my clothes.

I found my briefs but I thought that since the grass was thick that my clothes could be hidden in somewhere but when I turned to face the pond, my clothes were being taken away by ducks across the other fucking side!

I was almost naked for damn sakes, why can't nature give me a fucking break.

With my speed I tried my best to catch the conniving thieves but their little feet surprisingly withheld them to their running.

I managed to get my pants, which was now covered in dirt, and still went chasing after my hoodie.

Anger built up as I had no time to waste for where I was going and foolishness of these ducks were causing them their life.

The duck with my hoodie finally slowed down and waddled around, still hoodie in mouth, into some tall wet grass.

I balled my fist in rage.

What the hell am I going to do now! these damn ducks have to die... they have to.

I sneaked my way into the grass and grabbed the ducks neck and squeezed.

"I finally got you, you little bastard!" I yelled in accomplishment.

The duck quacked and squealed begging to be let go, I took what was rightfully mine and threw the duck on to the ground.

"If I wasn't in such of a hurry, you would be dead."

I stared stern straight at the duck, but like any other dumb animal...it walked away without a care.

I went back to the pond and looked at the two dirt-filled massacres which were my clothes.

Fuck...

I had no clue what I was going to do. my clothes are dirty as hell, the days almost over,those ducks are alive, and most importantly I'm wasting time getting to Alice.

I took the same whiff as before smelling her bloods scent.

She's waiting for me...

Thinking through I knew I had only one option, even if I had never done it before, its a good time to start now.

I took my knife out of my hood pocket and dipped the clothes into the water. I then tried my best to hand wash the dirt and grass off the material. Having no experience at all, I swigged the clothes around and around in the water till they looked clean enough to wear.

How do humans do this crap...

I took the clothes out of the water and stared at the dripping mess.

Dammit now they have to dry!

There is no way their going to dry in time to go to Alice's house. Im just gonna go tomorrow....ill just kill something small in case of my blood lust.....
...then again those ducks are nearby.

I climbed up a tall tree avoiding any branches that might 'poke' me and hanged my clothes just for it to get hit by the breeze.

I jumped off and picked up my knife.

Now.... For those damn ducks...the little bastards.