Jeff the killer

You were walking down a dark street, it was night (you're 16, by the way), and suddenly you saw an ad on a pole. It depicted a guy with a bloody smile, long brunette hair, blue eyes, and also a scar on his eye. His hands were covered in blood and he was holding a knife. He was dressed in a white hoodie, black pants, and white sneakers. You thought, "Hmm, some guy with face paint is probably crazy." And when you thought this, you picked up the ad and read it out loud. You: Jeff... a killer, yeah... scary stories for little ones . She smiled. Suddenly you feel someone behind you, you turn around, you hear no one - a whisper, you turn again and there was a figure like in the ad, you look at the ad, then back there and the silhouette is no longer there, and then you feel something sharp and cold on your neck and you realize it is... a knife... Jeff: Jokes for kids? Hmm...well, let's see how you meet your death...

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