Jason looked around, trying to get a grip of his new surroundings. It was dark. He opened a cabinet. Darker. He got up and opened the door. Yet darker. He walked out of the room and felt around, he eventually felt what he thought was a flashlight, and turned it on. Yep. He now saw his surroundings better. The wall paper was sepia, peeling back to reveal the wooden boards beneath. He walked on, until he saw something dash from one room to another. He didn't see it well, but it was most likely wearing a hoodie, a mask, and goggles. Jason entered the room, ready to defend himself. It was a kid. No older than he was.
J-Who are you?
TT- Tobias Erin. You can call me Toby though.
Toby ticked a little.
J-I know you. You're Ticci Toby!
TT- Yep.
Toby sounded more depressed than he did before.
J- I'm sorry, did I offend you?
TT- it's fine, just try not to call me that. It brings back memories I don't want to remember.
J- Sorry.
Jason noticed a pale figure rushing around the room. He quickly turned around and shone the light on it. He was about 13, like Jason. He had black hair, and rings around his eyes. He was also wearing a bloody white jacket. It also had a a smile.
A permanent smile.
It was red and bloody and long. So long in fact, it almost stretched ear to ear.
J- I know you too...
Jason was now showing the slightest bit of fear in his voice.
J- You're Jeff the Killer.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Jtk- Shhh. No talking. Just, Go to sleep.
Jeff bolted toward Jason and takled him to the ground. He then pulled out a knife and swung it torwards Jason's chest.
