Demented Creation {Jeff The Killer}

[Chapter Two]

-Madison

I quickly help my mom put away the small amount of groceries she had gotten, trying to keep my eyes off of the sofa where my dad is sitting, not wanting to show any fear.

"There's patties on the grill." I say to my mom and she nods, walking over to my father and I quickly go up the stairs. I walk into my room, slowly closing the door and I walk over to my mirror, checking for bruises.

Relief washes over me as I realize I so far have no bruises. I walk to my small TV stand, turning on my Nintendo64 and I grab the controller. I look through my small basket of games, looking for a certain game.

"Yes! I found it!" I smile, looking at the "Zelda: Majora's Mask" Nintendo64 cartridge.

Gaming is the only thing that distracts me from my heretic life. I put the cartridge into the system and hit play.

Jeff~

I finally decide to sneak out of my house, being precautionary due to my mothers loud screams from earlier. I get to the woods and stand from a sneaking crouch, grazing over my freshly cut smile with my right pointer finger, the blood dry but still rather sticky. I walk along the dirt path that curves and twist through out the forest, having different exits to go certain places. I decide to be boring and take the straight path through the forest.

I hear a voice of what sounds to be a teenage girl and I grin devilishly, my bloodlust still extremely high. I crouch into a bush, her voice getting closer. She sounds like she's talking to someone but no ones there. What a pity, she must be on the phone.

Why do all these sluts have to ruin my fun?

I watch her and slowly emit from the bush, crouching silently behind her. I quickly wrap my fingers around her face and pull her to the ground. She screams and I quickly muffle her screams with a rag.

"Cammie!!! Cammie are you okay?!" The man on the phone yells in terror. I pick up her phone with a grin.

"What do you get when a cat and a mouse is in the same perimeter?" I ask the man, my voice full with a murderous lust.

"What?? Who is this?!" He ask quickly, my deep and raspy voice obviously not the woman's. She tries to escape and I quickly stomp on her chest, restricting her movement as she gets whiplash.

"It's simple. The mouse dies." I chuckle the last part darkly.

"In the mouses eyes, the cat is an unbeatable opponent." I smirk an the man stays silent.

"I'm a cat today I found a mouse. Do you want to know her name?" I grin.

"W-What?..." The man stutters.

"Cammie." I hang up the phone and throw it into a tree, it smashing into pieces. I apply more pressure onto Cammie's chest and she starts to cough up blood. I grin, taking out my knife and I loom over her, getting into a crouch as she trembles in fear.

"Oh. Your a scared mouse I see. Let me fix that for you." I slowly saw her in half with my knife, in about a twenty minute time span. Her screams become more pain filled, then slowly fading before she breathes her final breath and dies.

I laugh madly, grabbing her two halves and cutting them up. Using her body parts, I spell "Go To Sleep" on the dirt path, making a design with her blood. I stand from my crouch and shake the dirt off my hands.

"Beautiful." I smile and walk away.