Jeff was a mess. The Creepypastas, the hunting, __________, the hunters, and the ruined wedding was in his mind. It's been weeks or should I say months, he had gone to hunt with his fellow killers. But he was not in the mood, nor will he ever be. That, he thought so. But, what he promised cannot be changed and he'll do it whatever it takes home to do... He ran and ran, looking around and at the same time, trying to be hidden from the big crowd of humans. It's almost one year that Jeff hadn't seen _________ and it was devastating. He didn't know anything about the hunters but neither did he want to. He looked at his cellphone, he looks at the picture of you two. He scowls. He might as well blend in. With that, he put up his hood.

**VERY OLD BOOK, YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED** What happened before creepypasta was created? When all of them were solo and didn't know any other killers? What if the Slenderman gathered them all and taught them how to get used to this new life style? That is exactly what happened. We have all the homicidal murderers learning about their new lifestyles. Here they'll find new people, strange advantages, and even more opportunities; wicked or amazing. Maybe they'll find the person who will love them along the way... Wish them luck~ ((This story belongs to me @llamma_lover, and I edited the cover thank you very much! :3))

Discontinued, Sorry I no longer like creepypasta and I've grown out of my phase rip. But Idk I will think about updating it. I still like horror though! Don't get me wrong It's just I've grown up I guess. Also, thank you guys so much for the reads and votes. I can't believe this story is number 1 in Creepypasta HS lmao. Hahaha!