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I slowly began to come to, my vision fuzzy, my surrounding were slowly coming into focus. I was sat, well more like bound and gagged at my own dining room table. My knife was no were in sight but something more horrendous was. My parents, Erica, Dani, and Lily were all bound and gagged in chairs around the table but they all were long dead. Each one of the people I loved sat before me with huge crudely carved smiles on their faces, their hearts gouged out and laid neatly on players before them. Tears streamed down my face, they were all dead, all of them but me. Then the smell hit me, the scent of blood and onset of death. It was indescribable, unbearable, it was unlike anything I had ever smelt before. I screamed though I knew no one would be able to hear me with the gag in my mouth but I couldn't help it, the sights and smells before me were just too much. "Look who's finally decided to wake up for the party." I did my best to turn to see him, the fucking monster. A wolf who finally shed his sheepskin. He came up from behind me slowly, I screamed into my gag. He quickly glided a stained kitchen knife against my bare throat. He didn't put pressure to his actions but it was more than enough to scare me into silence. "Shhhhhhh, shush, shush, shush. It's not polite to scream at guests Janey." He said gesturing to the corpses of Erica, Dani, and Lily with his knife before pointing it back at me. He began to slide the blade against my cheeks, following the invisible patterns that went from the corner of my lips up to my jawbones. I shivered from the coldness of the blade and fear of what was to come.   I am next...  I turned my head, not wanting the last thing I see to be the corpses of my friends and family. Clearly, Jeff didn't like this as he roughly grabbed a handful of my hair and forced me to look at them. "Now, now, don't be rude, you're insulting everyone by not looking at their pretty faces."

I glanced around the table once more just to appease my captor. Fresh hot tears began to well up in my eyes as I heard the faint sound of a fly buzzing around the grotesque party. I broke into a fit of sobs, unable to keep my emotions in any longer. He smiled at me, almost playfully, and asked what was wrong.

He really has lost it...

"Awwww Janey, are you upset that you aren't as beautiful as them?" he purred out as if he were seducing a lover. I shuddered in disgust. I looked away from the gruesome scene once more, never answering the maniac. "Don't worry, Janey I won't leave you out.  I'll make you look beautiful too. What do you say?" Jeff said as he slid the knife under the gag, the cold knife blade giving me goosebumps, and cut it off. I spat out the gag and looked at him straight in his crazed eyes, the eyes of a truly mad man, trying to hold his gaze. He tilted his head to the side as he looked back at me as if to say I'm just as curious as you. I quickly shut my eyes and turned away from him, and muttered with all the malice and disgust I had felt through the course of this morbid night, "Go... fuck... your...self" I turned to face him again, having accepted my fate at this point, "you disgusting joker reject!" I yelled the last part, letting my voice ring through the quiet and dark of my home. I watched as his face twitched for a moment then he broke into a truly insane laugh, one that would've sent shivers down the real Joker's spine. "I guess (y/n) was right, you are really funny." I glared at him, trying to hide my fear distain for him, watching him as he slowly came closer to me. I averted my gaze as I felt his hot breath on my skin as he chuckled at my disgust. "Did you kill her too? Did you kill (y/n)?" I asked as my voice broke a little with rage and pain. His natural smiled twitched for a moment at the mention of her name but he brushed past the question, grabbing another fist full of my hair forcing me to look at him again as he spoke, "Friends do Friends favors right? Well, I'm going to do a favor for you." I sat there in my binds confused as I felt him let go of the back of my head and watched as he disappeared out of my dining room. I looked down at the table crying, thinking of how just hours ago, these people were all so lively and had the whole world to explore, and now... I absentmindedly watched my tears pool on the table as Jeff came back into the room. "Hey, hey, don't cry. It'll be all over soon." He said, almost as if trying to calm a child. I looked at what he had gone off to get, and my eyes widened. He held a jug of bleach and a jug of gas. 

He was...

I looked at him in horror unable to speak as he began dumping gas all over my home and the bleach specifically on me. "Sorry Jane, I didn't have any alcohol so I gotta work with this instead." He said he flung the now empty bleach bottle against the dining room wall sending it clattering into the kitchen. I tried to scream but he covered my mouth. "There's no time for that. We better hurry, Jane. I've already called the firemen." He said as he took his hand from my mouth and pulled a small box of matches from his bloodied sweater pocket. 

He then held up a single match.

Lit it.

Then threw it at me.

The flames erupted as soon as the match came into contact with me. I screamed louder than I ever thought humanly possible. The pain was unbearable. I could feel the intense heat invading every pore on my body. It felt like it was melting away the flesh on my body, the blood was evaporating from my veins, and my bones were turning into charred and brittle remanents of myself. The pain became too much and I could feel myself losing consciousness, I could hear Jeff's insane laughter as he began to walk away from me, "See you later my friend! I hope you become as beautiful as I am! " I could hear the sirens in the distance as everything went black.