Jeff's Last Straw

His first victim

Jeff walked through the light rain. Jeff wore beat up, raggedy clothes. He wore a white Hoodie with scratched up pants with blood on it. Jeff laughed in an insane matter! " HAHAH! THEY'RE DEAD NOW! IT'S FINALLY ALL OVER! " Jeff said with a manically laughter. Jeff turned the corner and, what towered over stood a tall, heavy weight person! He had a chain dangling from his jeans, he had a Metallica shirt on but the text was slowly scraping off. " You came too the wrong neighbor hood, fucker! " he said with a deep, sinister voice. Jeff grinned an Erie smile. What the man didn't realize is that Jeff was holding a long steak knife! " I don't want to cause any trouble! " Jeff said looking downward. The man came in for a punch to Jeff's chest. Jeff grabbed the and arm and deflected his attack. Jeff snapped his wrist, soon throwing him to the ground! Jeff's Hoodie flew back revealing his face. The man laid there in shock. Jeff had burned out eyelids, and a carved smile in his cheeks. The man held his hand In front of his face. Jeff swung down hard! His knife stabbing the mans hand. Blood oozed from his hand. The man screamed in terror. Jeff pounced on the man and stabbed his lungs! He then stabbed his stomach and dragged the knife up toward his chin. The mans hand twitched but then soon stopped. Jeff pulled the knife from his chin slowly, watching the blood come out! Jeff stuck the side of the knife in his mouth and licked of the blood. Jeff got up and walked away. Leaving the man there, for the cops to soon find the mans cut open body.