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Jane The Killer

Author's note: This is a spin off the Jeff the Killer 2015 reboot by . His remake can be found . Both Jeff and Jane are considerably different than their original incarnations. I am well aware that 'Jane Arkensaw' is a plagiarized version of the original character but I was unaware of this at the time of writing this. I am honestly not sure what to do at the moment as I have actually been unable to find what the original surname was of the character. If anyone can help me with this particular issue, please contact or comment with some information or advice.

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The poster read:

2017 Fall Masquerade

October 30 at the Hayden Memorial City Center

3450 US-190, Everlast LA, 70448

Doors Open 6:00 pm

Male and Female Masks Provided. Unique Masks Encouraged.

The bottom half of the poster featured two theater masks, one laughing and one sobbing.

Standing in the hallway of Everlast High School, Jane read the poster and reread it, trying to reassure herself.. She had lived in the small town for nearly five years, and she had dreamed of attending the Fall Masquerade as a High School Junior. She had snuck in years earlier, but this was her year.

"Hey JK, what are you doing here?". Jane looked over in the empty high school hallway. Melissa was walking towards her with the new girl at school.

"Hey Mel," Jane called, turning to face the two. Melissa was a dark brunette with with a side smile on her face, knowing that Jane hated what she was doing. The girl next to Melissa was blonde, and she looked unsure of herself. Jane was tall than both of them, something something for which Melissa and a few others had mocked her to no end, and her black hair extended to the crease in her back. She addressed the new girl. "I'm Jane."

"I'm Tracy," the new girl said, apprehension obvious in her petite voice. "I moved her like, a week ago but I haven't started school yet. Too late in the semester. Melissa's been showing me around."

Jane nodded.

"Melissa likes to show new girls around. She did it for me when I first moved here."

Melissa stepped in between Jane and Tracy. She gave Melissa a knowing look.

"Seriously JK, what are you doing here? Class ended two hours ago. Plus, you told me that you still haven't bought your dress for the Masquerade."

"JK?" Tracy asked blankly. Clearly confused, she looked towards Jane with a raised eyebrow. "Are those, like, your initials or something?"

"Uh, no no." Jane stammered. "My name's Jane Arkensaw. It's...'JK' is an inside joke."

"Just remember who's in charge, Tracy, you may just learn it." Melissa said, winking at Tracy. "Jane's basically the queen of the town."

"Don't listen to her," Jane said firmly. "She's just messing with you."

Melissa shook her head.

"Jane's dad owns most of the town. That's why we give our lunch money to her every day."

I wish. Jane thought, tightly clutching the envelope she held at her side.

"Lunch...money?" Tracy spoke slowly and looked like a deer caught in a car's headlights. Jane instantly felt sorry for her because she reminded Jane of how naive she herself was when she first moved there. She didn't want to point out the obvious, so she changed the subject.