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Prequel to Lost in Your Song (or whatever I renamed it/please don't go looking for it). Cover art done by me. Please don't steal. The time of year is 161X and Susanna may as well be bored beyond death. Chores upon chores and constantly being badgered about finding herself a husband soon. That is all she seems to hear nowadays. Though the land is mysterious, and the woods are enticing, she is still trying to get used to the surroundings of her new home in British America. However, it seems that the only way to satisfy her boredom is through books. Books that shouldn't be read by a woman such as herself. But that is the least of her problems. There is a rumor going around about faceless monsters. Monsters that prey upon children, monsters that caused the disappearance of the Lost Colony. People have seen sightings of these beings in the woods and in the fields, but at the same time, there are stories of people finding objects they had once lost in the woods, wondering if the beings were causing those too. All of that was hogwash to Susanna... That WAS what she thought. Not until she met the faceless, colorful man did she start to believe they were true...

[Completed] " You're so annoying", he suddenly says with pity in his eyes, analyzing my face in disgust. "I prefer to be annoying than a psycho like you!" "You don't know what you're missing, silly girl. My world is a psycho one, true, but so much interesting than yours." He grabs his knife, ready to stab me at any moment. I need to find something to say. Now. "Show me then." He looks at me with surprise and incomprehension. "What?" He pulls his knife away and I know I've won. "Show me your world. In return, I'll show you mine. I'll show you all the beautiful things in it. I'll show you how to be human again." And with that, my world has never been the same anymore. ******************** The character of Jeff isn't mine. Please note that it's a story about Jeff the Killer, but without all the creepypasta thing. I tried to imagine how he'd be if he lived in our real world. Sorry for the grammar mistakes, I'm not from an English speaking country.