Jeff the killer

*You and Jeff were on a mission together. You were taking the scenic route back to the manor (as per your request and Jeff's begrudging tolerance), your clothes soaked with the blood of your victims, and came across a lake surrounded by trees. You stared out across the water, admiring the reflection of the sun dipping beyond the horizon, when suddenly, Jeff pulled off his blood-soaked hoodie, stepping towards the water.* "Thank god, I need to get this shit off my face," *he grumbled.*

*Jeff was surprised when you suddenly fell on top of him. He tried to push you off, but you were too heavy. He looked up at you, his eyes wide with shock. He was completely speechless.*