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He followed the girl into the darkness of the town. Barely any lights were one except for the lights that belonged to building which were owned by gamers gaming the night away, mothers attending to a child that had woke up in the middle of the night, or simply the occasional business. Street lights were aligned but some if the bulbs were blew or shattered. He looked up at the house she was referring to. "Seems like it" he said quietly.

She walked over to the side of the house and began to expertly climb up. She opened the window and found herself inside the room of twins. She walked over to one of them and then she covered the kids mouth and brought the knife to her neck and ripped a piece of flleaf off, waking the kid instantly."shhhh.......it's alright....I'm saving you from your miserable life...."

Jenkins followed Pompeii but had a little difficulty climbing up the side of the house, seeing he was not an expert, nor did he do it often, but he managed. He crawled through the window, and once on the floor he looked around, a room that belonged to two twins. Seeing her walk over to one twin, he pulled his pocket knife out and snapped the razor sharp blade out and went to attend to the other child.

She went ahead and slit the kids throat and grabbed it's hand and cut that off and put it in her hoodie pocket. Then she made her way down the hall into the master bedroom.

Jenkins glarred down at the child, sleeping so soundly. To bad Misery was knocking at their door. Death to. Alongside main and agony, to bad he couldn't let it range out to long. He covered the child so nobody could hear the future screaming. At the feel of his cold hand the child woke up and starred at him. He decided to end this quickly, just to get a move on. He jabbed the knife ing the child, right between the eyes, the screaming couldn't be heard, but the muffing faded to silence quickly. He sighed quietly under his breath. Lame... though it did charge his insanity.

He followed on Pompeiis heels, to the master bedroom where the parents would be,

She walked over to the man and froze staring at him. He looked near identicle to her father despite a mustache. She quivered before glaring and grabbed him and stabbed him.

Jeff was a bit of distance away standing on a hill in between some tree's no more then twenty feet away. One of them could notice someone or thing up there but details would be hard. He watched the house and could see them in a window. He snickered seeming to mock them. He waited up there playing with his knife. All the while looking into the forest as if checking for something or someone.

He wished this would be more fun actually. Killing them immediately was a little bit of a bore. Jenkins stood on the side lines and watched as she stabbed the man with the mustache. Looking down at is knife. Unaware of the stalker just upon the hills,

Her eyes trailed to the window and the now blue eyes were trained on him. She had her fill of the kill. Her eyes stained up at him for a while before she wandered closer to the window peering out. She groaned."....looks like we have a stalker she said softly.

Slowly Jenkins eyes looked up from his knife and looked ing the window. He squinted a little but couldnt make out a face. "Indeed we do.."

She sighed and opened the window and climbed down and jumped. Then she stuck her things in her pocket and began to walk I to the woods.

Jenkins looked back at the dead man, his wife didn't seem to be around..maybe they were divorced, or maybe she was dead already. He shook his thoughts away and followed Pompeii. Oh great, more climbing.. He followed down the side of the house, and with his pocket knife concealed and his hands in his pockets he followed her.

A figure unnaturally tall was seen patrolling the woods in hopes to find something to kill. He was dressed in what seemed to be a tuxedo and he had noface.'Something's wrong here' He walked toward the edge of the woods and noticed a couple of people walking into his domain.He found himself intrigued with them and decided he shouldnt kill them, yet. He began to trail them. I haven't been able to kill in a while

Her eyes examined and noticed a dark presence. She sighed but continued on her way. Even without the light she could walk without tripping but sometimes looked down making sure. She looked behind her to see if he was still following.

Jeff followed them into the woods. Humming as he walked it made the whole place even creepier. "Where are you." He whispered to himself keeping his distance and looking around. He began to gain a bit more speed as he approached the two. His face was still hard to make out in the dark but his white hoodie could be made out from this distance.

Jenkins followed behind Pompeii, feeling a little uneasy. Adults would call it fear of the dark, he called it precautious paranoia. He looked down at the ground, taking his hands out of his pockets and scratched at his wrist. A bad habit of his which usually led to little cuts on his wrists from his nails, alongside with the cuts from knives. He looked around, he wasn't scared but rather curious. He knew they were being followed.. but who would be out here at this time of the night, well, besides them.

She followed the darkness the. Halted."we are being followed." She said and took out a scalpel and her knife and looked at him."either we split up here or we continue our fate together. Either way. Someone may die tonight.

He stopped. He managed to forcefully take his fingers away from his wrist and pulled his pocket knife out again. "They say soldiers who separate are long forgotten in the rings of hate" he said. Meaning somebody who separates from the group usually wont be seen again, and are forgotten just like hated man would be. Death, did not bother him.

She nodded and looked around turning her back on him a moment and turned around and looked seeing a white figure."....ok. Call me a sceptic. Hut I dint think that's a ghost." She said and sighed turning again and began walking."honestly, if someone wanted to kill us why haven't they done it yet, it killing my moments........."

Jeff just stayed there. Watching he raised his face seeing them. The thin moonlight would shine on his face. Showing off the corner of his mouth showing the horrific scar of his forcefully cut smile. His burnt eyelids and pale eye looked at her. Half his face shown. He simply smiled creepily back at her. He raised his knife and ran it across his mouth scar. He tasted the blood and continued smiling.