Blood, Blood, Gallons of the stuff

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(Y/N) POV

  I walk happily beside Jeff and Smile. Knife in hand, quietly humming. My first kill. My first time out of the house in general since I came. Slender never really let me leave and run off far. I dont really know why. Maybe he thought I would run and tell.
 
  "How you feel mud slick?" I hear Jeff ask. He is staring straight ahead like thinking.
  "Im excited. I cant wait. But why do I get this pudgy little knife. I want something big." I glance at him and wink sliding of a small dirty joke. He looks at he with a straight face and punches my upper arm. I let out a laugh.

  "You are a brat sometimes. You dont need anything big. Your small." He explains. I nod. We walk out the woods and onto the dark street of a random neighborhood. Jeff shushes me and pulls me back as I was skipping and humming. I lift my hand to punch him but instead he turns me around to face a house. A dim light is on in a upstairs room. He pushes me towards the front door.
  "Go in there and kill every person you find. If you're not out in ten minutes I'm coming in after you." Jeff hisses at me. I huff and nod. I pick the lock and tip toe in. I scan the downstairs but see nothing.

  I climb up the rails of the stairs so I dont make noise. I reach the upstairs hallway and see three doors. I slowly open the first and see in the darkness that it's a bathroom. I could hear soft music coming from inside. I slowly open the door and see a boy my age.

  I slowly walk to his bed. I jump onto him and cover his mouth. His eyes go wide in fear. He tosses and flings every which way to get me off. I quickly still him for a second, taking that second to stab it straight in the neck. I take the knife out and start to leave the while hearing him struggle to breath.

  I close the door behind me and check the last room. I see a man laying on his back, breathing lightly. I walk to the side of the bed and decide to yolo it. I start to stab the man over and over. In his chest, stomach, and once in his eye. I look at the window on the other side of the bed. I take that as my way out. I open it and jump out. I land, bend my knees, and roll.

  Well enough I land in front of Jeff and smile. They look at me in shock. Mostly Jeff.
  "Time?" I ask Jeff, running my hands through my (h/l) (h/c) hair. He looks at the stop watch.
  "Five minutes. That's better than BEN." He says. I jump up, fist pumping the air. I feel the blood on my hand squish and run down my wrist. I am so proud of myself. I tried wiping the now dried blood off my face, it had started itching. I felt more blood on my face as I did. That was stupid (Y/N).

  I'm pretty sure I looked like I had war paint on now.
  "Are we heading back now?" I ask Jeff as he just stares down the road.
  "Yea. Lets get going to I can tell Slendy how you did." He says snaping to get Smile's attention. He  killed a cat while we were taking. I smile as I skip back to the mansion with Jeff and Smile not far behind.

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