Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every month? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional

La nuit était jeune et le vent était doux sur ma peau surchauffée. Je sentais l'humidité froide et parfumée qui émanait du lac s'allongent a ma droite tel un enfant fatigué. La journée avait été longue et chaude, et cela ne fesait que raviver mon amour pour les promenades nocturnes. Les grillons qui chantait en harmonie avec les grenouilles sonnait aussi magnifiques que les plus grands concertos. Malheureusement, les corps de soldats morts jonchaient le sol, et le temps n'était pas a la joie.

Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every months? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional

Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every months? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional

Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every months? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional

Her name was Jenifer. Everytime I went to her house, she'd have a new cat plush with a collar and a name tag, which creeped me out since she was an adult. I think she added one to her collection every months? Anyway, the thing is she recently disappeared and... The news have been talking about a recently arrested woman who killed and ate domestic cats. I swear, on one of the pictures of the culprit, which all sadly have a blurred face, the woman wore the same dress as Jennifer's. *Fictional

He was standing there, gun in hand with a black cap on his dirty hair. Blood was flowing down his arms from his hurt fingers. He looked so tired like he had taken on the weight of the sky for a while. His friend, Dennis, looked at him with sadness. How could things have taken such a dramatic turn? "Drop the gun." He said in a sigh. Marcus listened to him and did as asked, a flash of relief running across his face. All this... Because of a single measly pickle jar.