I am re-writing this story. All this is is literally a pile of clichés. I mean why would a bunch of serial killers be living together in a mansion and have their every need be catered to by a faceless alien type creature. I mean seriously and why would a killer fall in love with a bunch of teenagers? just saying. Okay look at hoodie from the Marble hornets. He is in is twenty's and he fell in love with this girl. she's 13. It's really weird that jeff the killer isn't dead. Not to mention the fact that there's a whole bunch of muscles that hold your mouth shut that he would have to cut through to make a smile. All of that and more was bugging the heck out of me...sorry to all that liked this version. If I have spare time I might update this one but you know how well I update my stories now...😑😑😑 =_==_= btw the forest at the top is the woods that is next to my new house. Did I tell you guys I was moving? No? Oh well...I'm moving!!!! Yay!!!!😶😐😃😄😅😆😝