Rewrite 1st round: Aight I suck at writing. Fixed awkward dialogue, shitty descriptions, verb contradictions, and my favorite, upped the ante on the murder! Enjoy!
Very first A/N: Hi guys, been a while! (^_^;) So I couldn't resist writing at least some of a creepypasta story, and I had literally started today on it, edited like 6 times, blah blah, a lot of you know how I work, long chap, long hiatuses (like Sherlock D:), but I am super uber excited for this story so the updates will have less time between them.
If you have a pasta you want to see that hasn't been mentioned, lemme know, and even if it's so obscure that like no one has heard of it, I will research to the Earth's end about that pasta so I don't get anything wrong, I got you! I'm all about some fan service, so if you order it, the chef makes it!
If something upsets you in the chap, like some references that may be against your beliefs, I really don't care. What the hell are you reading a creepypasta story for anyway?
If I get something totally wrong, call me on it. Grammar, the legends, or even if the OC is Mary-Sueish, lemme know. I'm practicing writing so I may write a book one day. Help me help you :P Just take it easy on the OC, it's her first day, first chap, and she's just now settling into my mind palace, along with my others.
Without further ado, here's the chap.
"Face the camera."
*Snap*
"Turn left."
*Snap*
"Turn right."
*Snap*
"Alright, next."
Jeff the Killer stepped out of the way of the camera towards the officer to his left with a manic grin on his face. The officer, noticing this, harshly pushed him; Jeff's grin faltered. Slenderman's words came to mind clear as day.
"You want to make things interesting? Fine. If you're so bored, go recruit, I don't care how."
Well, he said he didn't care how.
The trial was quick and painless. It wasn't hard to prove insanity for him. Breaking out of this sanitarium definitely would not be difficult once he had his fun. He currently was on the way to Ferrington Sanitarium for the Criminally Insane. Once the building came into view, he immediately started scouting for possible exits. Once inside, he was processed, shown his cell, and brought to the sun room, but not before being warned that this privilege can and would be taken away if the wrong behavior was exhibited.
Jeff took a big sweep of the sun room, immediately getting to work on what he was there for. He paced around, and he spotted a woman in her mid-twenties giggling in the corner. Her auburn hair stuck up every which way over her eyes, rounded by puffy dark circles. She rocked herself as she hugged her knees. Nah, that's not right.
He kept looking and saw a man on the couch, back straight as an arrow, knee bobbing at a million miles an hour, and his eyes shifting back and forth under blond locks. Wow, he needed to chill out.
He then came across another woman, pixie cut red hair, taking up the entire couch. Her hands brought up in front of her face as if in prayer, but with the way her legs were crossed and her eyes so intently focused on the ceiling, it was obvious she wasn't.
Jeff went and sat on the glass table next her.
"You shouldn't do that." She said, eyebrows furrowed a little more.
"And why not?" Jeff replied, referencing the table with a sly grin she didn't catch.
"The guards don't like it." She said as footsteps approached.
A guard grabbed Jeff's shoulder. Jeff whirled around with full intentions to annihilate the guard, but a hand tugged on the back of his garb. Jeff looked over his shoulder, and he noticed her eyes never left the ceiling.
"He's with me, Antone. I'll set him straight."
"Careful, Dani, he is dangerous."
She grinned widely, and said, "Apparently so am I. I can handle him, thanks."
The guard nodded and walked away.
"You're welcome." She said.
Jeff turned to her. "I didn't need your help."
"Yes you did. If you even touched the guard – solitary. I can't have that."
"Why not?"
"You are new and interesting – Jeff. Sit." Dani moved her legs so he could sit. He flopped down in the now empty seat and Dani popped up a bit from the force.
"You know my name?" He asked with a raised eyebrow.
"Of course. I sleep with the secretary to have access to the record of everyone here. I know everyone – livelihood, homes, crimes, diagnosis. Everything. Except names." She grimaced. "Never could get but a few, and yours was fresh."
"Hehe." Jeff laughed.
"What?" Dani asked, finally breaking her gazed from the ceiling to meet Jeff eye to eye.
"I was laughing at being a male secretary."
"...I never said the secretary was male, but that's not the point." She said waving her hand and she sat up on her elbows. "The point is you are here for something. I want to know."
He grinned, showing off the separation of his cheeks. "Well, what if I'm not here for something – rather someone."
Dani leaned back to stare at the ceiling and extended her legs onto his lap. "Name your qualifications."
Jeff was slightly taken aback with her relaxed nature with him. He thought for a second.
"History of homicide." He said. Her face scrunched in thought.
"67 subjects. Care to narrow it?"
"Enjoyment of the act?"
"23 subjects remain."
"Competency."
"13. Little bit more."
"Psychopathy."
"Now we are getting somewhere!" She exclaimed. "4 applicants."
"Can you name them?" Jeff asked.
"Twitchy over there is one." Dani said, addressing the man on the couch across from them. Jeff shook his head.
"He looks unstable."
"They pumped him full of drugs. You're in an asylum; competency, like evil, is a relative term."
"What does his file say?"
"Cracked one day at his desk job. Took a shotgun to his wife and two kids, went to his office, killed four before he was subdued. Report says he was laughing the whole time."
Jeff stole another glance at the twitching man. "Nope. Next?"
"Laughing girl in the corner. Sorry I never learned their names – it's easier to attach info to images. A case of Münchausen's syndrome by proxy. Had many kids and kept smothering them. Husband finally put her in here after she would laugh constantly."
"Nope. They really need a specific target – not kids."
"Oh. Why didn't you tell me? That eliminates one of the two left. There's one last candidate."
"Okay. Who?"
"Me." She grinned.
"Alright, let's hear your story."
"A simple serial killer – like yourself. Took the police forever to find me, since they expected a man mid-thirties. I even left clues, and the idiots didn't catch on! But that's beside the point. Would you like to hear my resumé?" She laughed.
"Have at it. Let's see what you got."
"2 stabbings resulting in death, 2 slit throats, 4 post-mortem decapitations and amputations, 6 pre-mortem 4 way amputations, 2 disembowelments, and an acid assassination. All in order. 15 males. 6 females.
"I see you saved the best for last." He grinned.
Dani quickly sat up. "Yes I did! Totally the reason I'm here, but so worth it!" She said, arms flailing around. "Have you tried it before?!"
Jeff grinned. "Once I did. Difficult to set up, but worth it."
Dani started giggling. "Ha, hahaHAHAHA! The stupid bitch I did it on tried to stop, drop – and roll! Fucking hilarious!"
Jeff laughed with her. "Yours too?!"
"She fought a little much though, ended up getting a lot on my arm." Dani said, lifting up her left arm's sleeve. "About 40% of my arm is scarred, but ah well! Ohh, the good times are so worth it!" Dani said, fist pumping the air.
"Tell you what." Jeff started.
"Hmm?" Dani sang, hands behind her head and eyes closed, remembering the memory of her recent kill.
"I have a feeling you'd like my – associates."
One eye of Dani's popped open. "Oh? Are you speaking of escape? Naughty, naughty boy. And you just got here too." She said shaking a finger with a laugh.
Jeff smirked. "I am."
"Good. I have a plan, but I needed an accomplice. Care to join?"
"Huh. Looks to me I don't have to plan."
"Nope. You'll have to listen close and remember everything. There are no writing utensils allowed for...obvious reasons. But we'll make due. Where is your room?"
"2nd floor, east wing." Jeff replied.
"Damn, okay, we'll have to change a few aspects. I will have no trouble getting out of my cell, Antone tends to make 'visits' when he's on the night shift. He's like a damn whipped pup. What about yourself?"
"Don't worry about me." He said.
"Don't cause any trouble today or tonight, as it will make your escape harder due to restraints and sedatives. Those things are handed out like nobody's business. There is a corridor on the west wing that goes into the cafeteria. It is empty at night, and no cameras. Get out of your cell when you hear the midnight chimes of the nearby church bell – stay in the shadows, and meet me there ASAP. I can lead us out from there."
"I noticed a hole in the fence on my way in. Does that help?"
"Actually," she thought a moment, "That's really good – we won't have to deal with the barbwire."
Jeff slapped his forehead, remembering something. "No, I have another plan, and it's much easier than that."
Dani cocked her head curiously. "What's that?"
A guard approached. "It's time for medication and bed, men to the east, women to their west ends."
Dani smiled. "Thanks, Jim." Jim glared at the girl and walked away.
She turned back to Jeff. "I'll kill him soon." She said. "Anyways, quickly, what's your plan?"
He leaned in close to whisper. "Meet in the corridor, you'll see."
He walked away. "See what?!" Dani said.
He called back, "That I have a ride!"
Dani shook her head. She made her way to the medicine tray and placed the pills under her tongue and fake swallowed to please the nurses. She was questioning his sanity now. And she was the one who had been there three years.
Jeff did the same with his medication, false swallowing and all. He noticed the nurse stared at his beautiful face. He got back to his cell without a peep out of him. All that there was on his face was a grin.
Both stayed awake until they heard the bells. Jeff simply had to break the door down.
Dani's situation was a bit more complicated.
Sure enough, Antone was on time for his 'visit,' making sure all the other patients were asleep before going to Dani's cell. Unbeknownst to Antone, however, this visit would be bloodier. Dani was able to remove a skinny metal bar from her bed, and waited behind the door.
"Daaaniii." Antone said, creeping through the door. A small hand clamped over his mouth before he could process anything, and the last thing Antone saw before he died was a metal bar protruding from the front of his neck.
"God, I've missed this." Dani said, looking down at her pup. She looted the body for keys, keycards, and a taser to get to the east end. In no time she was in the corridor, waiting in the shadows. She noticed a figure emerge from the end of the corridor with long hair, walking rather triumphantly.
"Jeff!" Dani hissed. "What the hell are you doing?"
"Come here!" He said, gesturing to the hallway. Dani slipped out of the shadows and made her way over. She turned the corner to see a blood mural on the wall of a circle with an 'x'.
"Hmm." She said with a grin. "Abstract style with a medium of nurse blood. Pretty. Seriously, what are you doing?" She was now really questioning his sanity.
"Calling our ride." He said with a smirk.
A static-y voice filled the void of silence. "A few months you've been gone, Jeff, why is it when you call me, you are always in trouble?"
Dani's eyebrows furrowed, and she turned around. She looked up at the 7 foot tall figure, only to see no face. She circled the being. "Huh. I'm sorry, I didn't hear you enter." Dani said "I figured I would have been able to, at least." she murmured. The figured cocked his head at the girl. "Morph suit, stilts. What the fuck is this, Jeff?" Dani asked.
Jeff rolled his eyes. "Come on, Slender, let's go. Girl too."
"Really?" The static voice said. "This is the best you got?"
Dani glared. Then the three heard voices of the guards.
"We gotta go-WAHH!" Dani felt something grab her arm, and saw something grab Jeff's. Next thing she knew, they were in a forest. Dani stumbled away and puked her shitty dinner up.
"That tends to happen the first time." Jeff said.
In the light of the full moon, she could see who Jeff dubbed 'Slender' properly. Well dressed, no face, and obviously not human.
"W-who is that?" She said shakily from her sickness, pointing to the tall man.
Slender gave a static laugh. "You are the first to refer to me as a who and not an it!"
"That's Slenderman." Jeff said. "He's a faerie."
"You're cutting it close, Jeffery." Slender hissed.
"In his defense, he was dubbed that by the Germans."
"I was called der Groβman." Slender replied, static retreating from his voice.
"I know you!" Dani shot up. "My grandmother told me stories of you! She lived in Germany since she was a girl!"
A muscle pulled under Slender's face, giving the impression he was smirking. "So you have heard of me?"
Dani nodded violently. "Wow. This is...surreal. I wonder if I accidently swallowed a bit of medication." She muttered.
"Come on, let's show you the House, and you'll meet my associates." Jeff said, walking away.
"Your associates? I'm the one who gathered them!" Slender said, taking long strides, and not taking long to catch up to Jeff. Dani had to jog to catch up. They weren't far from the House, but to call it a house would be an understatement. It was a mansion, no doubt to house all the occupants. Vines grew on its outside, giving it an older look, but there were no broken windows or structural deficiencies. Inside, the foyer was well furnished, in fact the whole house was. Jeff called everyone in. Dani noticed there were quite a few names to learn, so she asked Jeff, "Will I need to know anything from the asylum anymore? I need to make room for names." She pointed to her brain.
"Nah, you're done with that place." He replied.
"Well," she began, "I'll erase all but one."
Jeff cocked an eyebrow. "Jim?"
"Yep!" she said, popping the p.
"Alright guys, I brought someone back, obviously!" Jeff began. "This is Dani. A serial killer with a kill count of 22. Dani, this is BEN," he said, pointing to a Link-like character, "Masky and Hoodie," pointing to the blue and yellow hooded boys, "Eyeless Jack, or EJ," he pointed to a blue masked man with black ooze coming out of his eye sockets, "Ticci Toby," he pointed to a guy with a bandanna of sorts on with yellow glasses, "Sally," he pointed to an auburn haired girl who gave a wave, "and the Rake," he pointed to a humanoid figure.
First to approach Dani was Sally. "Come play with me!" She said.
Dani reluctantly crouched to get eye level with the child. "Heh, I will honey, would you mind if it waited? I can't play right in these clothes." She said, trying any excuse to not play with the child.
"Oh silly me! I can't play with you until you're like us!" Sally said, and then she ran away, hiding behind BEN. "Get offfff meeee!" BEN yelled, and started chasing after Sally.
"So much for peace." Slender said.
"Jeff – what did she mean?" Dani whispered.
Jeff smiled a bit, and gestured from her to follow him into a nearby hallway. "This mansion," he began, "is in the 4th dimension. You were only able to see it because Slender let you. A normal human cannot see or be in here without...consequences."
"And what are they?" Dani asked.
"Well, death." Jeff said, and Dani's eyes widened. "But not permanent!" He said quickly. "You die, but you come back...does that make any sense? I mean, how else would I be able to survive with no eyelids or open wounds all the time?"
Dani just nodded, thinking hard. Jeff could pretty much see the gears turning in her head.
He started up again. "You can't die again, but the side effect is homicidal tendencies, which I'm sure you have no problem with."
Again, silence; Dani's brain was still working.
What Jeff didn't know, is what was going on in her head...
I die? Not good.
Why am I still here?
They're gonna kill me? Why? I just got here!
Oh wait, only once.
Hey! I get to be immortal! And kill some people! Yeah!
And die...
But only ONCE!
Can I kill someone now?
I wonder if the heart still pumps after removal...
Oh wait, hehe I know the answer to that!
Oh SHIT! Have I said anything?!
OH SHIT! I haven't!
He thinks I'm weird now.
I am weird.
Stiiiill haven't said anything dummy.
Hey! What's that noise?
Snapping...Oh! Jeff's trying to get my attention!
Hey!
Wait, that wasn't out loud, let's try that again...
"Huh? Yes?" Dani managed to spit out.
"So? What do you say?" Jeff asked.
Dani grinned, and said, "Hell. Yes. How long does it take?"
"It's already started, but I'd say two or three days with 24 hour exposure."
A wicked smile appeared on Dani's face. "Let's get to it."
"Alriiiight!" He said, and he high-fived her. "Now let's get some clothes – I want my hoodie back. And my knife. You can borrow some of my clothes for the time being."
"Awesome." She said. Now the thought of being cooped up for three days sounded tedious. "Will it hurt the process if I come and go? I want to get some things before it really takes off."
"What things?" Jeff asked.
"Well for one: do you guys eat?"
"Nah, except for EJ he eats – ah, not the food you're thinking of. Unless you're into kidneys..."
Dani cringed a bit. "Nah. I'm good."
"Thought so!" He opened the door to his room. Nothing too extreme – just a twin bed front and center, a dresser with nothing on it with a vanity, and a night stand which held his knife; oh, and a collage of the pictures of his murders was on the wall.
"Two: I haven't had a smoke in about two weeks. I'm like – dying."
"FINALLY!" Jeff said.
"What?" Dani asked.
"Nobody here fucking smokes but me. Finally there's someone else! Everyone else lectures about lungs and shit, and I'm like 'hey jackasses! We're dead, remember?!'"
"Well, you're not alone then!"
"Two weeks..." He pondered. "They let you smoke in that place?" Jeff asked. He didn't think they were too friendly on letting dangerous patients outside for a smoke. He tossed her a pair of black sweatpants, a grey t-shirt, and a spare hoodie.
"Not exactly. But three years there teaches you things."
"You were there," he pointed out the window, "For three years? Wow. Congrats on keeping your sanity."
Dani laughed. "It's not exactly difficult when it wasn't there in the first place!" She began to change.
"You want me to leave, or..." Jeff began, distracting himself by looking for his own clothes. He didn't want to seem rude to her.
"Up to you. I don't care. You don't get privacy there very often, and I'm not shy about my body either." She threw a wink his way. He returned a sly grin, and began looking for his own clothes. She quickly finished getting dressed. "And just like that I'm done – fully clothed. Oh and while we are out, can we stop by Jim's?" Dani said with a grin.
"Yeah! I look forward to seeing you in action." He replied.
"He has a wife – you'll be busy." She said with a smirk.
"What's your medium?" He asked, as if he were speaking of art – which in his mind, he was.
"Ahh, I'm a sucker for a good, old-fashioned hand saw!" She replied.
Jeff's eyebrows rose a bit and he smirked. "Not bad! I think we have one in the house." He stopped. "Oh shit, we gotta dye your hair."
Dani's face fell and her hand instinctively reached up to touch it. "Whaaa?"
"You just escaped a maximum security insane asylum, and your red hair isn't exactly going to fly under the radar. We have to."
Dani nodded. "You're right." Jeff walked to his bathroom and Dani followed. "Do you guys not have wigs? Hats?"
"No wigs." He said, searching for hair dye. "Only baseball caps as far as I know, and they don't cover much."
"Hang on!" Dani said, and she took off towards the living room. A guy with a blue mask with ooze coming out was watching TV. "EJ! Right?"
"Yeah, what's up?"
"Where's Toby?"
"Upstairs, second door on the right!" EJ told her.
"Thanks!" She turned to head that way, but EJ said something else. "Hey, you're on TV! HEY JEFF! You're on TV too!"
Sure enough Jeff ran in, clothed in black pants and a white hoodie, and high-fived EJ. "Haha YES! One up on Toby!"
"What about me?" Toby entered. Dani decided to brief him.
"Jeff's on TV and is apparently one up on you?"
"Dammit!" Toby said, his neck ticking a bit.
"By the way," Dani began, "Do you by any chance have a toboggan or a bandanna?"
"Yeah, I have a toboggan." He replied.
"Awesome! May I borrow it for tonight?" Dani asked.
"Wow, yeah, sure – no one actually asks to borrow my stuff – Jeff." Toby accused.
"What? Not my fault you leave your door unlocked." Jeff shrugged with a grin.
"You stole my key!" Toby countered.
Dani pinched the bridge of her nose. "Jeff, give him his key back."
"You're taking his side?!" Jeff asked, mockingly acting betrayed and shocked.
"Yes, get the key." Dani said, unable to hide her grin.
Jeff headed to his room, but not before mouthing the words 'payback' to Dani facetiously.
Toby turned to Dani. "Thanks. He always does that."
"No problem!" She said. "I'll keep him straight." She replied with a wink.
Jeff exited his room, key in hand. "Oh, and Jeff?"
"Hmm?" He replied in defeat.
"I'm so not dyeing my hair. May I have that toboggan, Toby?" She asked.
His face lit up. "Yeah, hang on!" He grabbed his key and took off towards his room.
"Who in this house wears a shoe male size 7?" Dani asked Jeff.
"Oh, I do. I got ya." Jeff replied.
Soon they were ready to head out, daylight 4 hours away. Dani got her saw, much to her delight, and Jeff and Dani headed towards town. They picked a gas station closed for the night. One, two, they were in. They grabbed a bunch of chips and 2 liters, and Dani grabbed her smokes.
Out they went again to find Jim's house. "264 Vance St." She chanted. Soon they arrived at a one story brick house. "This is it!" Dani exclaimed gleefully. "Oh I just can't wait. Come on, Jeff, it's been far too long."
They floated around the house like phantoms until they saw the room the couple slept in. Jeff broke the lock as quietly as he could. Jeff crawled in first, and then helped Dani in. Jeff hovered above the woman, and Dani pulled out the taser she lifted from Antone. Jeff jumped and covered the woman's mouth, and Dani released the unforgiving taser upon Jim. The man seized and shook hard as the individual fascicles randomly constricted and released.
Jeff had the woman sufficiently subdued, but still awake and aware. She struggled a bit in his hold, and he simply shushed her, petting the side of her neck with his blade. Once Jim was stunned enough, she retrieved his handcuffs from his uniform carelessly strewn on a nearby chair and cuffed him the bed. A sock in his mouth later, she then gave a quick slap across his face, and the woman flinched for her husband. "Wake up, motherfucker." She greeted, gleefully. "Didn't expect to see me so soon? Ah well." Dani decided to sit on his stomach, forcing a wheeze from him. "Do you remember when I first got to the asylum?" Jim simply glared daggers at her. "Oh, if looks could kill!" She mocked. Dani removed her saw from her side. "Funny, you might remember now..." she said as she pinned a leg down. The wife pulled from Jeff aimlessly, hemming and hawing as her weak and fragile frame was no match for the seasoned killer. The saw's teeth greeted the ankle hungrily, tearing the flesh with each push and pull. A muffled scream came from the man, his other leg flailing about, striking Dani. She responded with more force, gnawing through the bone and muscle of the leg until she severed it from him. "Do you remember, now?"
He seemed to nod off, passing out from pain. She slapped him hard, and gripped his face as he came to. "I said, do you remember, now?" He nodded violently.
"Good, good!" She grinned. She looked over to his wife. "You remember when you first came into my cell?"
He looked pleadingly to his wife.
"It was my first fucking time!" She exclaimed, smacking him with the flat end of the saw.
"But, that's okay, cause she knows now." Dani said. She then nodded to Jeff, and as if on cue, he whispered "Go to sleep," as he plunged the blade into the woman's right lung. Jeff knew it wasn't a fatal blow, but he let her drop, and watched her as she cried and tried to crawl away from her imminent death. Dani yawned over the weak cries for help. "My, my, it's getting late, and I'm tired of this game." She said darkly. She stood and brought the saw down on Jim's stomach, and he started to squirm. "Its too little, too late!" She cackled. The teeth of the saw dug hard into the stomach of the man, serrated shards tearing everything in its way. She had to dodge a few more of the kicks, foot and nub alike, from his flailing legs, but, again, she couldn't dodge all of them. When he was still, she sighed with a smile on her face. "God I love the fight men put up. Ready?"
"Hang on." Jeff said. He pushed the woman down on her belly, reared back with his knife, and sheathed it into her cervical spine, effectively eliminating the brains contact with the lungs, and every other muscle below her clavicle. He then pulled a camera phone out and took pictures of both bodies. "Yep, ready."
They both hopped out the window and grabbed their bags.
"Congrats on number 23!" Jeff said, elbowing her.
"He doesn't count." She said.
Jeff furrowed his eyebrows. "What do you mean?"
"It was personal, so it doesn't count."
"How many personals have you had?" He asked.
"This is 8!" she said.
"30? Wow, nice number!" He whistled, impressed that a human got that far.
Dani liked for a different reason. "Its round and even! I like it."
Jeff shook his head at her, grinning. The house soon came into view, and upon arrival, shouted "Back!" out to anyone listening. Toby popped his head in the foyer from the living room. "Jeff, guess who is here!" Not soon after Toby's sentence ended, a gigantic dog came bounding towards Jeff at a high speed. "Oh, Smile! Where you been boy?" Jeff let out a grunt when the dog tackled him and licked his face. The dog soon noticed another presence in the room. One unknown to him.
Smile turned to see the intruder and set his sights on Dani. A deep growl emanated from the hell hound, and was about to pounce until Jeff intervened. "Smile, she with us. Smell her hand." He said. Smile turned to look at Jeff, and back at Dani. "Stick out your hand, Dani, so he can smell it." Jeff said.
"What if he takes the whole goddamned thing?!" Dani said, aghast Jeff would even suggest it.
"That or your life – Smile doesn't mess around." Jeff warned.
Dani held out her hand slowly, and allowed the giant dog to sniff it. Smile sniffed, looked at Jeff, and then left, glaring at Dani, daring her to mess up.
"Your dog?" Dani questioned.
"Nah, he just likes me cause I'm dazzling!" Jeff replied.
Dani rolled her eyes. She then yawned.
"Oh, hey lemme show ya where you sleep." Jeff said.
He led her to the room next to his own. Another twin bed, dresser, and nightstand. "This was Jane's, but she left. I recruited her like you, but I guess she just didn't have the potential. It's yours now."
Dani went and flopped on the bed. "Hmm. Cool. Thanks Jeff. Night." She blinked. "Or morning, I don't fucking know."
"Go to sleep, Dani."
"Mmm kay." She replied with a grin.
Jeff left her room, closed the door, and headed for the living room.
"How was it?" Slender asked him. "Is she any good?"
Jeff flopped on the couch. "Very good. A little fine tuning here and there and she'll be ready for missions."
"Excellent. I'll up the radiation here to make the alteration faster."
"Sounds good."
The television blurred on with news, and soon Jeff and Dani's picture was up again in connection with the guard's murder in his own home. "Two up on Toby." He laughed.
Alrighty, that's it, how'd you like it?
A marathon, I know.
Let me know what you thought!
Adios Muchachos!
-Akemi
