That gnarled grin made my heart stop. The blood would drain from my face when I saw it, or even just glanced over at it. Dry blood had coated the smile's lips and it flaked off from where it had dried. The cavities on each side of its lips were ripped muscle and also seeping blood, though it had mixed with saliva and was dripping from the wounds, though to me it looked like a grotesque permanent smile. Yes, a grin. Full of malice and not the kind nor caring feel of a smile. The gums were torn and it looked like it had been gnawing on raw meat.

Those lidless eyes – I was constantly watched. Extremely bloodshot from lack of blinking and looked very sore. Irises that looked once blue, now dull and uninviting grey. The pupils looked only a bit darker. Veins were pulsing and the bottomless pits around his eyes; charred black from fire, were disgusting to say the least.

The greasy, untamed hair that had not seen a decent cut for years sat in messy, shoulder-length waves. The roots looked a very dark brown as through it was the hair's natural colour but the rest appeared to by horribly singed (much like around the eyes) as though it was purposely burned or just charred in an unfortunate fire.

Blood seemed to cover all the features and the smell seemed to radiate in the air. The smell of despair and death as the long gone owners had clung and begged for life, but also feared of death. Fear seemed to be very apparent as I tried to think about things, but I was yet again drawn to this...person. The hoodie they adorned was white, or appeared to be past all of the blood stains. Black jeans accompanied this with simple black boots that laced up, almost converse meets military style.

"Shh" the figure grinned down at me, taking a blood-stained knife from its hoodie pocket. It looked as though it took pride in it. I watched in pure shock and horror. "Go to sleep"

"Y-You're Jeff...the killer" I managed to stutter. He chuckled, blood seeping down from one of the cuts on his face, and nodded in pride.

"Is that what you pathetic people call me? You could have thought of something a little more inventive. No matter. Now, as I was saying, you look like you should go to sleep..." he repeated, raising the knife over my chest. I tried to struggle. I tried so hard. My attempts however, were no match.

"Stop, please" I teared up. "I have a family...a husband...a newborn baby"

"Wow, that makes me care so much" he growled, tracing the tip of the large butcher knife over my stomach. It didn't really hurt, just felt like something grazing it more than slicing. "Here, this might help you feel a little more tired" he grinned, stabbing the knife straight into my stomach. I cried out in pain as blood flowed from the wound.

I could hear my pour little baby girl crying from the other room, and this seemed to grab his attention. His head snapped up from the mess he'd made of my abdomen and grinned in the direction of the door. I shook my head fast but he pulled away from me, wiping the blood onto his hoodie. I could still hear her crying, but everything in my vision went blurry.

The door to the nursery creaked open almost silently. 'Jeff' walked over to the baby pink crib and carefully picked up the crying girl, looking at her in a mix of disgust but also curiosity. She continued to cry until he began to rock her, when she looked up at him and giggled. A smile crept onto his face. "Aww...you're adorable. You'd look a lot better just like your mummy though...asleep"

The baby girl looked up at him confused and began to tug on a bit of his hair. She gurgled and giggled before falling asleep in his arms, cuddled up to his hoodie; sleeping peacefully. "Erm...I didn't mean like this" he shook, then returned to where I laid in pain and picked up his knife whilst holding her.

"D-Don't take her" I stuttered, blood spilling from my mouth. I could hear sirens faintly and the lights showed me that my initial thoughts were true. He chuckled and wrapped her up in another hoodie.

"Don't worry, I'll train her well...now go to sleep" he smiled. She giggled softly in her sleep. I tried to fight it but everything just...disappeared.