That's it, I had finished another long day at work, the evening air was choppy but it was 3pm, so it was still light out, although it was dark in some alleyways and in some spots because of where the sun was resting in the sky, and the crisp spring air made for a refreshing walk home. Along the walk I came across the rough part of the neighbourhood, with built up areas either side, and alleyways trailing off into dead-ends. Some rowdy young teenagers had unnerved me, since they were heading my way I decided to switch to the other side of the road, this came to no avail since the 3 young boys with hoody's and sweat pants on followed me over. By this point I was increasingly nervous and tried to run for it down an alleyway. *SHIT* I thought to myself 'dead end' I said out loud… but it was too late.

I turned to run back but the teens had already cornered me. As they approached I slowly backed-up, 'eh`, what's wrong, babe?' one of them said, followed by 'relax, if you are quite, we won't hurt a hair on your pretty little head' they began sniggering and laughing, I knew what was coming. One of them grabbed me by the leg; another one started undoing my pants, 'STOP! STOP IT NOW! HELP!' I screamed, even if anyone heard me, it was useless; no one would come to help. a faint growl came from behind the teenagers, 'HEY. I wouldn't do that if I were you, kids.' I knew this voce it was none of the teens, they dropped me, and I got up and moved back, 'haha said who, mate`?' said one of the teens, the figure got closer, and reviled himself, 'JEFF' I screamed' I knew now, 'now, do as I say and GO,- TO,- SLEEP.' Jeff laughed and reviled his face, 'WH- WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING!' I heard one of them scream, they tried to run, but it was no use. Jeff had one by the neck and took out a knife, and swiftly sliced his neck open, and he feel to the floor. The next one he grabbed tried to fight back, he tried to punch and kick Jeff, but he was two fast, he avoided the attacks and once again placed the knife by his neck, but this time he cut from the teens neck down to his gut cracking bone and reviling intestines. By this point Jeff had a demonic smile on his face and started laughing, 'PLEASE, don't hurt me, I won't so it agai-,' but before the teen could finish his sentence Jeff interrupted him and said 'I said… GO-, TO-, SLEEP' in such a demonic voce. This time Jeff took his knife and ripped his gut open, and with his hands cracked his jaw right off.

When all was done all Jeff said was 'I will protect you, you are like me. You are different' in a soothing voice, he started to walk away when I blurted out- 'NO, DON'T YOU DARE GO… I want some answers!' Jeff stopped and said 'no one has ever spoken to me like that, ok, I will tell you all you want to know. I just don't think it should be discussed right here. Let's go to yours, I will there tomorrow.' I accepted the offer, then like a flash Jeff was gone. The rest of the walk home my mind was flooded with thoughts, but two kept burning in my mind, why would he protect me? And does he… like me? I suppose I liked him, but he was a KILLER, but to be honest, I didn't care.