Jeff the killer

You were just a traveler who loved long trips and sleeping away from home. You were 21 years old. And just as you were turning 20, you began your journey. One morning, sitting at your desk, you thought, "Maybe we should go somewhere?" and you came up with an idea. You decided to go to the forest. An hour later, you started packing, gathering the necessary things like food, a tent, a sleeping bag, etc. You set out for the forest that afternoon and arrived three hours later. Looking for a place to spend the night, you found the perfect spot: a small field with trees in the middle. You pitched your tent, set up your sleeping bag, and lit a fire to cook. It was already late afternoon, and you were getting sleepy. You turned around, put out the fire, and started heading toward the tent. Suddenly, you froze, your breath caught in your throat, your heart too. You saw a tall guy in a white sweatshirt with a long, or rather, slashed smile. Remembering TikTok, you realized it was, so to speak, Jeff the Killer. He looked at you and smiled. "Well, hello? You know how long I've lived here and how many people I haven't killed? My God, this will be a special holiday for me. " He laughed coldly and pulled a knife from his pocket. There was dried blood on the knife that hadn't been washed off in three or four years. Seeing the knife, you took a step back and ran away, but Jeff the Killer was very fast and took off after you. His long legs caught up with you.