Y'know that feeling you get, where you feel like you're being watched?

Yeah.

That's exactly how you feel right now.

Except the weirdest part is that you're at home, in your bed, asleep. You willed yourself to open your eyes and immediately regretted it. Sitting on top of you was a bleach white, raven haired man with a smile carved into his face, black circles surrounded his eyes and he never seemed to blink.

"Go. To. Sleep" He raised the knife.

"Oh no, please don't kill me" You tried sounding sincere but ended up sounding sarcastic.

"Shhhhhhh" He leaned in way to close, your noses almost touched. You formed a plan in your head.

"Go. To. Sle-" You grabbed a tube of lipstick from the table beside your bed and pointed it at him.

"Hahaha! Pathetic! You're gonna fight me with makeup?!" He cackled.

"Nope" You pressed the cap and sprayed him in the eyes with pepper spray.

"AHHHHHHH! YOU BITCH!" He covered his eyes and fell off your bed. Immediately you rushed to your desk and pulled out a tazer.

"I'LL KILL YOU!" He lunged at you and you tazed him in the chest, he fell unconscious.

"Damn I love this thing!" You tossed it between your hands, the man groaned on the floor.

"Riiiiight, murderer on the floor"

*Murderer POV*

Your vision was blurry but you could make out the figure of a person sitting in a chair in front of you.

"Wh-what happened?" You groaned.

"Well let's see...you tried to kill me, I tazed you, now you're handcuffed to the stairs" They said.

"Why can't I see?" You moved your eyes around but your vision didn't clear.

"Here, this might help" They sprayed your face with something, it stung your eyes but eventually you could see. The girl you had tried to kill earlier was sitting across from you with a bowl of cereal and a F/C laptop.

"YOU!" You pulled against the cuffs.

"Me" She shrugged.

"Let me go" You growled.

"Sorry, that's not gonna happen" She said.

"People are gonna come looking for me" You said.

"Oooo, I'm so scared" She ate some cereal.

"You should be; I'm in a gang of murderers, ghosts, and monsters-"

"What the hell have you been smokin'?" She cut you off.

"Nothing...recently, anyway it's all real, mabye you've heard of me? My name's Jeff, Jeff the Killer" She blankly stared at you.

"Uh-huh, and?" She said.

"Haven't you heard of me? I thought I was like a sex god on the internet?" You said.

"Oh no, I've heard of you, I'm just not that impressed" She ate more cereal.

"What'd you mean?" You asked.

"I mean you got taken down by a Y/A year old, that's pretty weak" She said.

"You had a fucking tazer!" You defended yourself.

"You were sitting on me with a knife!" She spat.

"You had pepper spray!"

"You were dumb enough to burn your eyelids off!"

You glared at each other until she blinked.

"You blinked" You smiled, she sprayed you with water again.

"...Jeff the Killer...aka Jeffery Woods...possibly more to come..." You caught shreds of what she was saying as she typed on her laptop.

"What're you doing?" You pulled against the cuffs again.

"Stuff" She said.

"Oh come on, what could possibly happen if you tell me what you're doing?" You asked.

"...I'm emailing my parents, asking them to come here to arrest you" She said.

"Why don't you just call the cops?"

"The police system here is terrible, and I think this situation is under control" Just as she said that you heard a window break.