Open starter.
One night, Jeff was out in the woods, nearby there was a camping site. He knew that there had to be some people out for the summer to camp.
Jeff absolutely loved the summer just because people tend to go out in their nice little friend groups, get drunk and be obnoxiously loud while they set bonfires. He loved it when they were drunk, it not only made it fairly easier to chase around, it was hilarious to see them stumble around and try to get away from him.
Eventually he saw a fire from a distance, so he approached it and hid behind the trees as he stalked a small group of people. They seemed to be friends, one of the men was incredibly intoxicated. He was loud and obnoxious, he did not shut up about dick jokes and about his sex life. Jeff just watched him for five minutes and already hated everything about him.
He then saw a couple who seemed to be making out in front of the fire. It was kind of disgusting to watch. He wondered why they were doing this in front of everyone? They must be doing this to try to make a sad and boring sex life appear special to their friends.
Lastly, he saw the one sober person who was silently looking through apps of their phone. “That one will be last” He thought to himself. He knew that since they were sober they would be more difficult and more thrilling to catch.
He came up with a plan to lure the intoxicated one away from his friends before killing him. He was then going to chase the last three, kill the girlfriend in front of her boyfriend before killing him as well and lastly kill off the sober one.
He grinned to himself, thinking of his master plan before he heard the intoxicated one mentioning that he needed to piss. So Jeff snuck around to follow him. The man eventually got into a hidden area to do his business. The man was so intoxicated that he couldn’t even tell that a murderer was standing three feet behind one.
Jeff sighed before he eventually spoke. “Hey, buddy. Make sure to wash your hands”
The man gave a nod. “I have hand sanitize-“ He was cut short, realizing that wasn’t any of his friends or a voice he recognized, he quickly turned around to see who was talking to him, yet before he could really say anything or do anything, Jeff swung his knife, stabbing the man in his throat.
The man fell to the ground, choking and gasping for air. Jeff watched for a few minutes until the man eventually stopped moving. He looked for anything valuable, on the man. He found a flask, so he put it in his pocket and went back to stalk the rest of the group.