Hazel jumped at the door slamming open and reeled in horror as she saw him. She knew she should of picked up a weapon of some sort to defend herself. "Jeffery"She gasped she had herd many stories but not one defienet one. And here she was facing the killer that was once a boy. "Why? Why Felix and Riley? Why your own family!?"Sh shreiked heading towards the stairs as she backed away slowly.
Its That Kind Of Messed Up (Jeff the killer needed)
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Jeff was taken slightly aback. How did this girl know who he was by name? No one called him "Jeffery" in years. And how did she know he killed his family? He paused, slightly confused at the notion that this woman had done a lot of research before, by chance, they encountered each other.
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Hazel stood still she had overcome her initial shock "You gonna answer me? Kill me even? go ahead but I need my questions answered before you try anything"She said strongly a glint of hatred in her eyes.
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(So, she isn't going to run? I wrote the situation in such a way that she would be able to escape. I honestly don't know how she'd fair. :/)
"Uh..." Jeff looked on in dumbfounded shock. Then, he gathered himself. "Now, now, sweety." He purred maliciously, stepping forward. "That would make a great bedtime story. One to speak outloud as you go to sleep." With the last few words, his voice had gone from smooth to a rough growl.
He paced forward, brandishing his weapon.
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Hazel has nothing to lose, she wanted the awnsers before she died. If she did die. She didn't really think to run at the point incase tripping down the stairs. And she wasn't sure if she would escape)
She sighed "Ok...Alright no answers...well If this is how you want to do it Jeffery...I guess I will find out soon enough"She stammerd as she turned and ran to the front door. -
(M'kay.)
Jeff roared, and lunged for her. He wanted blood, and he wanted hers. He threw the knife at the wall, just barely missing Hazel as she fled down the stairs to the front door. It embed itself into the wall, but he didn't care just then. Instead, he jumped down from the railing, just in front of the fleeing girl.
"Now, now, don't you want to be beautiful? You don't have to be scared, I will let you watch me." -
Hazel gasped she tried to think of a new exit. "If you define beautiful as what you did to your face then no thanks I'll pass"She said running to the back door.
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"It's an acquired taste," Jeff laughed. He slid past her, cackling madly. "I mean, no one objects when I'm done." He make a fist, suddenly remembering the fact that his knife was still on the stairway wall. He turned around in frustration...
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Hazel smirked in smugness and relief. "Catch you later" She said as she swung open the back door in haste and ran to the street she paused to catch her breath.
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Jeff hissed and lunged, but it was a bit too late. He cursed his lack of focus, and resolved to do the next attack better...
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Hazel went to the payphone and called the police telling them the address. She sat on the oppisite kirb and watched them go into the house.
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(SKip?)
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To when?)
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(Perhaps later that night, when Jeff is on the prowl.)
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Hazel had returned home she was glad that it was over so she went to bed
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The previous night had been a disaster for Jeff the Killer. He had to vacate the house, and would have hunted Hazel down had the police not intervened. He just barely escaped from them, and was still trying to avoid the dogs.
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As Hazel slept she had one of the worst nightmares Jeff had tracked her down and was torturing her she woke up screaming and sweating.
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(Not much for me to do right at this second. Care to go on a bit further?)
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Hazel returned to sleep and she woke up at lunch. She got dressed and went to work saying sorry she was late she sat at her des and logged into her account.
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