Chapter 2- I meet Jeff
Brendan walked up to the house that had the রাস্তা address he had written down. He was looking for a place to stay when he noticed a flyer for a wanted roommate.
Brendan stared at the grey house before heading up the steps toward the door. He reached for the doorbell, but noticed a piece of paper carelessly tacked onto the door-

Dear roomate person: Just walk in. I don't really care.
--Jeff

Brendan folded up the note and put it in his শার্ট pocket, then reached out and turned the doorknob.
When Brendan entered the house, all the lights were turned off, and all the windows were draped in heavy, dark curtains.
"Is my new roommate a vampire অথবা something?" Brendan joked to himself.
He entered the living room, toting his suitcase behind him. There was somebody sitting on an old brown পালঙ্ক on a laptop, but he couldn't see his (or he assumed it was a he) face, because he was looking down.
"Um...hello?" Brendan ব্যক্ত to him. The guy looked up, and Brendan's হৃদয় stopped. His face was paler than anyone's Brendan had ever seen, he had long, jet-black hair, and his brown eyes were shaded black around them. But oddest of all, he had two long, jagged scars running from the corners of his mouth, and stopped almost below his cheekbones.
"Your room is thataway." He said, lifting his pale arm and pointing Brendan in the direction of his room. Brendan just stood there and stared at him. "What the hell do আপনি want, Bieber-haired prick?" he ব্যক্ত rudely.
"Y-you're...Jeff the Killer...?" Brendan stammered.
The guy looked up from his screen and did something nobody thought Jeff the Killer could do. He blinked.
"Just 'Jeff' is fine, thank you." Jeff said, going back to whatever he was doing on his laptop.
"Uh, okay..." Brendan said, and then slowly walked away to his new room.