Could you imagine that a simple reading of the horror-story will end with a terrible fanaticism? Is it possible to imagine that mother in an attempt to protect her child from the «bad things», on the contrary, can subject the girl on eternal fanaticism? And as a result, an ordinary teenager will not fall in love with an idol, but will begin to fight evil, like her idol, that is, she’ll become a true follower. The once modest and sweet teen-girl turned into a real monster who is ready to destroy everyone for her idol.
The Origin of Stasy The Killer
Anastasia Blackwood at first glance seemed like an ordinary teenager. In school she was quite modest, spoke with just two or three people in her class, however when came the transitional age, her character gradually has changed. First, in fourteen years she liked genre horror. Second, she suddenly liked the subculture emo. And thirdly, she asked her parents not to call her by her full name anymore.
— «Call me Stasy, please».
The reason no one understood, because everyone always called her Anastasia.
Moreover, she deliberately misspelled her name now — not Stacy, but Stasy. She liked this combination of letters better.
So what happened to the child? It’s nothing special. It was just the age when she wanted to stand out, so one day Stasy went to the hairdresser and made a slanting bang, then she dyed her brown hair black, and the tips of her bang in hot pink. The girl bought a lot of different emo-attributes and spent all day sitting in her room and watching horror movies. Parents don’t really like such drastic changes in their daughter's appearance, but they just had to come to terms with it.
— «Will grow up, will cease» — father said.
The mother sadly watched as the once cute girl now wore only black t-shirts depicting skulls or broken hearts pink. The girl's wardrobe was also filled with ripped black or blue jeans, pink short skirts and blouses, striped leggings and stockings, and shoes were black or pink sneakers with colorful laces. Plus, a huge amount of badges appeared on the backpacks. So Stasy was passionate about her appearance for about three months, and then she got an idol.
Over time, she stopped focusing on her appearance. If earlier she wanted to make a bright absolutely everything from head to toe, now for the pleasure she had either put on different stockings, or to focus on the makeup. Now she had no time to show off in front of a mirror. All her free time was spent watching various horror movies on the Internet, but in addition to the terrible things she also liked comedy. Sometimes Stasy could even start watching children's cartoons or, conversely, shows for adults.
However, at some point she didn’t want to watch movies and TV series. There was a desire to read any scary stories about ghosts, zombies or the usual maniacs. Of course, she knew Michael Myers or Jason Voorhees, had probably reviewed three or four times all the parts of the films about them, but she wanted something else... the bored teenager was missing something, so Stasy kept looking for more creepy stories. It happened on a very ordinary day. Blackwood didn't even remember when she first read the story, which later became the sense of the whole of her future life. The girl was just looking for news about serial killers and began to read aloud:
— «Not so long ago, I was a normal man like you and me, until one day something happen that would turn my life upside down, not even Will Smith has shit on this...»
After a few minutes she finished reading. At first glance, the story seemed short and boring. The girl turned off her computer and continued to listen to her favorite music. But at night, when Stasy had gone to sleep, she suddenly remembered that story. And then, for the first time in her life, strange thoughts flashed through her mind:
— «I wonder how bad the pain is from the sulfuric acid?»
The entire subsequent week flew by imperceptibly. The girl tried to find as much information about this guy. On the Internet, she came across headlines:
«Found the corpse of a bandit in the Pine Barrens».
«In New-Jersey suffered another criminal».
«In the dark affairs involved Liu The Roman».
Stasy smiled a bit mental. Such expression will easily frighten away adequate people.
— «So Jeff The Killer only kills evil? Ha! This is awesome!» — the girl laughed.
Stasy increasingly stumbled on articles about Jeff not only in social networks, but also in newspapers. She read and understood that this guy saves the world from really extra people. So the twenty-third of April 2015 Jeff The Killer became the idol of this girl. She'd read about other maniacs, too, but Jeff had done something to her, as if he'd taken over her mind.
Summer holidays were not very fun — Stasy wrote fanfiction, which described her dreams of how her beloved hero will come and save her. At that time, Stasy still didn’t really know who she wanted to kill, but when the girl moved to the ninth grade, she stopped communicating even with those two or three people. Rather, she communicated with them, but it wasn't cute girly conversation as before, for example, «will we be shopping at the weekend?» or «what boy in class do you like?»
Since Stasy was pretty quiet, no one paid any attention to her. Of course, everyone was surprised when they saw her in emo-girl style, but it was still spring. Now Stasy was not particularly flamboyant. On the first day of school she wore a black t-shirt with a broken heart, and on top threw a cotton checkered black and pink shirt. Honestly, the girl didn't really love skirts, but in the first day of school she made an exception and wore a short skirt the same color as her shirt. She was also wearing striped black and pink stockings and black sneakers with pink lace on her right leg and white one on her left leg, and her hair was braided into two thin braids, like some first-grader. In the morning the mother said that this hairstyle is very stupid for a girl who will soon be fifteen years, but Stasy couldn't hear her. She went to school with her hair down, and on the way she did what she liked.
— «Hi, Stasy!» — two of her friends shouted.
— «Hi» — modestly smiling, replied the girl.
— «How was your holidays?»
— «Fine! I wrote a lot of fanfics about Jeff The Killer, and I was lucky enough to read the newspaper that had an article about him».
— «Jeff The Killer? Yeah, I heard something about him... on the news this summer. You know, don't clutter your head with stuff, it's bad for your psyche».
— «You sound like my mother!» — Stasy was surprised. Another girl intervened in conversation:
— «But she's right about something. I don't watch the news or read the papers, so this is the first time I've heard of Jeff. There's a lot of crazy people in the world, but be glad you didn't meet them».
— «But Jeff is not bad! And I want to meet him, to communicate!» — Stasy screamed. She began to pull her thin braids in her hands and continued to prove fiercely that her idol has been really special. At that time, friends couldn’t even imagine how much Stasy was fond of Jeff that summer.
— «He only kills bad guys, and he never touches children and animals. And, yeah, his smile is divine» — Stasy laughed, and her friends smiled back and laughed too, because they thought she said the last sentence sarcastically. So passed autumn. In December, Stasy was fifteen years, and all these four months she discussed with friends only Jeff.
— «He's very good at hiding from the police. Or rather, the cops have no idea that Jeff The Killer and Jeffrey Hodek is the same person».
— «What do you mean?»
— «I read a fresh interview with some cop in the newspaper yesterday. He claims that the doctors at the hospital where Jeff was treated said that he died from burns of sulfuric acid».
— «So your idol was dead the whole time?»
— «No! Liu and Jeff forged a death certificate for the latter to hide suspicion, and later there was a legend about Jeff The Killer, punishing evil near the Pine Barrens».
— «It's not that far from our school... just a few streets and…»
— «Yes! I'm telling you — my idol lives in our district! Jeff's alive and the police are stupid, lol».
— «Let's change the subject. I can't talk about murderers at dinner!» — the second girl intervened again. Stasy’s stories are already started to upset her.
— «Don’t afraid. My Caesar will not touch children and animals».
— «Your... who, sorry?»
And again were heard unrestrained laughter instead of answer. Is it just a game for Stasy or is it the meaning of her life?..
Over time friends pulled away from her. They just had other hobbies. They liked to talk about nice and pleasant things, but Stasy was no longer able to support such topics.
The year 2016 has come. Stasy grew up and almost cooled to emo-culture by spring, but until not has become to change style. She continued to study her idol, and her affection has reached the point that the girl couldn’t live a day without going to the cherished profile, and after it to read a favorite story. The moment about sulfuric acid every time made her scared for Jeff's life, but at the same time the girl was proud of his passion to clean the world from evil and she admired his exploits. Stasy knew the Hodek family well. And the fact that Liu has a daughter and a son since 2011, and their mother was killed, was not news to her, too. Also, the girl became calmer in her heart when she hung on the wall another clipping from the newspaper.
— «Well... it's a pity your nephews lost their mother...» — Stasy whispered as she looked at the drawing of Jeff she'd just drawn. A cut smile attracted, and these green sadistic eyes were beckoning on her all the time...
— «I wonder when the third kid will find Liu» — Stasy knew even what Hodek brothers not knowing — somewhere grew another son of Liu The Roman, and a fangirl sincerely believed that sooner or later they will meet each other.
The girl completely went into her inner world. She was returning from school and ran rather to the computer or phone in her usual clothes — t-shirt and ripped black jeans, or sometimes she wore skirts, stockings and hoodies to school. As such, she didn’t have an official appearance, and there is no time to think about it. Stasy was more worried about Jeff.
By spring break, her whole closet was littered attributes with Jeff. So gradually stopped this passion to the emo culture. Stasy was forced to throw away half of her clothes and emo-icons, because now she took place for things more precious to her heart.
Little strange Stasy Blackwood knew perfectly well that no one approves of murder, therefore, accessories with photos of maniacs will not be sold anywhere, so everything that became clogged her closet in the spring of 2016, she did with her own hands: images of Jeffrey Hodek on t-shirts, his name on a phone case, and on any thing, whether it be a school pencil case or a simple eraser, dammit, — everywhere the surname Hodek flashed! But even these things were not enough for the fangirl. She felt a strange attraction to Jeff, she wanted to meet him at least once. And, probably, the most terrible and strange moment in this story — serial killers are always have fans who are in love with their idols and who dream of a wedding and children, but Stasy is an exceptional case... she is divorced from the world, now she has no friends and real communication, therefore this girl’s worldview has changed a lot. She looks at the world a little differently than other people. And if «normal» fans rave about love, then really strange things were happening with Stasy. Jeff was no friend to her, and certainly not a boyfriend... she saw him as a fair leader, because he is a destroyer of evil; she saw him as a strong person, because he found the strength to live on after the accident; she saw him as a spiritual leader, because for the last year only Jeff had saved her from suicidal thoughts, and to be more precise, these were her fanfiction about Jeff, where she repeatedly fantasized and described what their first meeting could be. And thus, she was not some fangirl in love, but a real outcast of society. The loony one sacrificed socializing for her beloved Caesar.
Once again after reading her favorite story, Stasy literally wanted to touch the idol, to talk to him, and then in the head of the creative person came up with another fun idea — to make Jeff. In the literal sense! Take thread and needles and sew a doll-Jeff, damn it! The girl carefully sewed the green buttons, which has become eyes, brown patches was the hair, and white cloth and denim Stasy sewed clothes for her doll. The girl took her doll in her hands and, plopping on the bed, began to talk to Jeff (Yeah, with Jeff, lol, with herself, of course, huh!).
— «Jeff... where are you, my beloved Hodek? What do you look like in real life? How many people have you killed?»
And so, the dialogues everyday became more and more strange and weird, and plus to everything she had a strange sense of surveillance… it was as if someone was standing somewhere nearby and watching her, but it was very rare — just once a month, but it was enough to turn Stasy into a downtrodden paranoid. Starting a conversation with «How are you?», she could have ended, «How dark or bright was the blood of your last victim?» or «Jeff, have you ever eaten your victims?»! Moreover, the worse the questions were, the more she felt cheerful at heart. Teenagers often think about death, but usually these thoughts are sarcastic, but Stasy thought about Jeff in earnest all day and night. Parents immediately didn’t like such a passion of their daughter, they endured, but during the summer holidays everything went too far.
It was a hot July. While the children in the summer camps told horror stories about the Devil Jersey, who lives in the Pine Barrens, Stasy looked at the same Pine Barrens and thought about Hodek. The girl held her plush doll and whispered:
— «Living with parents is getting harder. They don't like you very much».
And that's an understatement. By mid-summer in the girl’s room had nowhere to step — everywhere lays the dolls-Jeffrey. Once during cleaning, the girl’s mother couldn’t restrain herself and screamed at her daughter.
— «All! Enough! I'm tired of your Jeff! What kind of person are you?! Where did you get such a craving for this killer? Throw away all those dolls or I'll burn them!»
Stasy just smiled back. She didn’t believe her and thought that her mother just, as always, nerves pranked, but in the evening she really got rid of all these dolls with their mouths cut. Stasy went into her room and, not finding her plush Jeffs («Jeffy» — so she affectionately called them), made a showdown.
— «What the hell?! Where are my Hodeks?! Mom! Dad!»
— «I told you I'd throw this shit out!» — quiet and very stern voice said her mother, hitting the palm with a rolling pin.
— «Baby, we are afraid of your obsession with Jeff...» — the father didn’t have time to finish as Stasy attacked the mother with the words:
— «DON'T YOU DARE CALL HIM A CRAP!!! HE ONLY KILLS EVIL!»
— «You love good, so why don't you become a cop when you grow up? Get carried away already real things. This Jeff is just keeping you from living. The last two people who talked with you in the class, turned away from you» — the mother raised her voice.
— «I don't care! You have no right to forbid me!»
— «Yeah, we can’t supposed to stop loving, that's right. But, Anastasia, when did you fall so in love with this... Murderer?» — the father tried to restrain emotions, unlike the mother, but again didn’t guess the thoughts of his daughter.
— «Don't call me by my full name! I'm Stasy! AND I'M NOT IN LOVE WITH JEFF. You will never understand what it means to be a fan and a true follower! I love him as an idol, but I'm not in love as in boyfriend! You are adults, but I have to explain elementary things to you, like you’re little children!!!» — aggressive teen girl locked herself in the room and cried for two hours. Half of the summer was wasted — all the dolls in which she put a piece of her soul are now destroyed.
— «She destroyed a piece of my soul... BITCH! And father is wimp! I hate this world!»
At night, Stasy went to the kitchen and took out a knife from the bottom drawer. Depressive emo-teen went to the bathroom and quietly started to cut the veins. Pretty weird, but she decided to maim the right arm, i.e. the cuts had to be applied with the left hand.
— «Blood!» — Stasy whispered enthusiastically, seeing the scarlet droplets on the knife. A maroon trickle ran down her arm, and Stasy grinned and said:
— «I sacrifice this blood to my burnt plush Jeffy! Ha-ha! Mom is so naive! Does she think I won't make more? Ha!»
The girl began to wear either sweatshirts or, if there were t-shirts, wearing a gaiter on her right hand, because she needs to hide cuts.
The peak of madness was the news that her dear idol left the state. Jeff may still be back in New-Jersey, but on August twenty-eighth he went to Detroit, Michigan, and his brother went to Maine.
— «Why are you moving away from me?» — Stasy thought, and sobbed, nuzzling her nose in the pillow.
The next news made her radically change her appearance. Stasy was walking on the street, went to the newspaper counter and bought another «drug». It was from the newspapers she learned all the latest news. God, the whole wall of her room is covered with these clippings! Also hang dozens of drawings. The girl was walking home, and her manic smile reappeared on her face.
«A psychopath wreaked havoc in a Michigan barber shop!»
«A serial killer traveling to Detroit changed his appearance!»
«The location of the smiling blond is currently unknown».
— «Oh, my God, he's even more beautiful!» — Stasy exclaimed when she saw the short-haired blond man. That blond guy was Jeff The Killer. Moreover, his slashed cheeks had already gradually started to heal, but Stasy didn't even notice it for joy. Being on the verge of another attack, she, without realizing it, went to the hairdresser to dye her hair…
Of course, her family didn’t recognize her at home, and the depression temporarily left the girl. Yes, it is hard to realize that your dear idol left the state, but soon the Hodeks returned to New-Jersey.
— «What's that?! — the mother exclaimed when she saw her fair-haired daughter. — Although, you know, blonde's a lot better than black. Finally you grow out of all these emo, though your oblique bangs still pisses me off. Why are the tips blue now, anyway?»
— «I just wanted the ends of my bangs to be blue» — Stasy shrugged and went to her room. Indeed, blue is the favorite color of Jeff, and Stasy makes the bangs in that color. Is it a coincidence?
Yes, the hairstyle remained the same, but now Stasy became a blonde. And besides, in September, when the girl went to the tenth grade, she began to buy simple clothes. Emo-fashion was over, and she became some kind of tomboy. The girl began to wear a lot of blue clothes — favorite color of her idol. Now her wardrobe was filled with jeans and shirts.
So another year passed. Stasy continued to worship Jeff The Killer and even began to deify him at some point. Reading the news about him brought a strange little smile to her face. Stasy didn't even notice how she started to smile when she wrote something about Jeff. With such sweet dreams of meeting with her dear idol, she celebrated her seventeenth birthday, but the news from the newspaper completely disappointed her — the Hodek brothers left New-Jersey and moved to another state. It happened at the end of 2017.
Stasy was sad and again fell into a deep depression, but a minute later she came up with a crazy plan. She tried to be nice, kind and very convincing when she offered her parents such a thing:
— «New-Jersey is dreadful place! Mom, dad, I'm scared of those Pine Barrens. There's always something going on in them. Wouldn't it be better to move to another state?»
— «Well... in general, we are not poor and we have enough money to move. Yes, my dear?» — the woman asked her husband, as if saying to him, «You earn enough to provide for our family, don’t you?»
Stasy’s father nodded, and the sly, obsessed girl continued:
— «I'd move to Ohio. What do you think? I think it's a great state, and we're not gonna die there» — the last sentence scared parents.
— «What?! Did someone die here?!»
— «Yeah, mum. I don’t know how you watch news on your TV, but we’ve already had a few cases at school this year. Two girls died in the Pine Barrens. One was in the fifth grade, the other was in the seventh grade, and recently died one girl from the ninth grade!» — Stasy made it all up. No one from her school was killed, of course, but she needed to scare her parents so that they would definitely agree to move to Ohio.
— «But why in Ohio?»
— «Because...»
— «Jeff The Killer lives there!» — Stasy thought and continued:
— «It’s a pretty nice and quiet state and I’m so tired of city live. Let’s buy a house on the farm».
— «That’s a great idea!» — the parents screamed in one voice. Already in early September 2018, the Blackwoods were able to buy a cute country house, and by the twentieth day they moved there and sent their daughter to a new school.
In school, Stasy decided with anybody not to communicate and not to talk about her obsession with Jeff. The girl completely left the real world. She was always holding the phone. She wanted to read the story of her idol over and over again. However, sometimes she still took the time to study. Well it is not that she tried to study... hmm… in general, at a Science lesson, her gaze settled on a jar of some acid, and again a question sounded in her head. This question had been tormenting her for almost three years:
— «I wonder how bad the pain is from the sulfuric acid?»
But, fortunately, the rest of sanity wouldn't let her do IT.
She couldn't come to terms the fact that her parents didn't approve of her fanaticism for Jeff. She wanted to get those dolls back, but most of all Stasy wanted to see her idol in real life, so after the summer holidays she went to the eleventh grade and finally went crazy. Once she returned home from school and found that her parents were not yet, so she decided to cut out the idol’s name on her left hand, as a sign of loyalty to Jeff. She once again took a knife from the kitchen and went into the bathroom. Madness had come over her like some Hatman captured her sick mind. The girl was in pain, but she was smiling and crying at the same time. Five minutes later, she had the inscription «Jeff Hodek» on her hand. Stasy smiles and put on a sweatshirt, hiding her hands, but this happiness didn’t last long. Already this evening, when Stasy was changing, her mother went to her room and saw her cut hands.
— «What’s that?!» — the mother screamed, pointing her finger at the bloody cuts. Stasy was startled and couldn't answer. Another thing that really pissed her off was that her parents were always rushing into her room without knocking. The mother came closer and angrily pulled Stasy’s bangs. She swore and brawled, which provoked another negative stream of thoughts of the teenager…
In the Universe of Jeff The Killer lives obsessed teen girl that wants to be Jeff’s adoptive daughter/lover, so she fantasizes about meeting Jeff and having him to kill her family so he can liberate her and become his protege. She collects all the newspaper articles at him, and she really is a creepy girl who doesn’t have any friends, and hates the world.
...Stasy sat in her room at night. She didn't want to sleep. As punishment for what she did, her parents deprived her of the Internet for a couple of days. For you, a couple of days is nothing, but for a girl who sat on a creepy-forum and read the story of Jeff The Killer, it was a real disaster. So all she had to do was sit and talk to her doll.
— «Jeffy, you always get me out of depression. Will you ever come to me?»
The girl looked at the doll, then at her cut hand, and she again had the feeling that she was being watched, but Stasy decided that it was another paranoia, because the last time she thought that she was being watched in New-Jersey. So, ignoring someone's green eyes outside the window, she continued to talk to her plush Jeffy.
— «At least say your phrase, Jeff».
— «It’s Joy, It’s Joy, It’s Joy!» — Stasy heard in her head. Each word was louder than the last.
— «Oh, yeah! It’s Joy, It’s Joy, It’s Joy, My Caesar!»
Stasy suddenly smiled and hugged her doll even tighter against her chest. And despite the fact that she didn’t do IT, she wanted to go further. Yes, it was scary to spill sulfuric acid on yourself, and besides, from the point of view of Stasy, to do IT voluntarily is wrong, because Caesar did IT not intentionally, but completely by accident. So Stasy just skipped that step and, looking at the calendar, found that today is the twenty-second of September, 2018.
— «Oh, my God! It’s your Birthday today! Of course, Jeff Hodek was born on this day in 1982! Ha! It’s Joy, It’s Joy, It’s Joy, My Caesar! And it’s worth celebrating!»
Another JOY turned the fangirl’s head, so she went to the kitchen for a knife for the third time, and now she knew exactly what she wanted to do. Stasy took hydrogen peroxide from the medicine cabinet, and also preheated steel while her parents were sleeping. There was almost no time left — it's almost midnight, almost tomorrow, and it had to be done today, because the birthday of the idol is once a year, and she can’t miss this fun.
Her blond hair was braided into two thin braids, but a minute later Stasy let them down, and they were waist-length, bangs with blue tips falling on her light green eyes. Stasy was dressed in ordinary black sneakers «converse», striped black and pink stockings, a short gray skirt and a plaid black and red shirt that was worn over a black t-shirt with a broken pink heart. This was only the first her the main, canonical being veiled, if can be so say. More formal clothes she left to go outside.
So, the teenager stood in front of the mirror and smeared her face with hydrogen peroxide, that’s why in the end it became pure white. Stasy smiled and held the knife to her cheeks, cutting from ear to ear. Scarlet blood flowed from the knife into the sink. Stasy cried, she was really hurt, but mad fanatic hasn't finished her job — she needed to stop the bleeding, so she abruptly brought the hot steel to the wound, then she screamed loudly and woke her parents.
Father and mother went into the bathroom and shouted in unison:
— «Stasy, what did you do?!»
— «I wanna look like my Caesar. Mum... It’s Joy, It’s Joy, It’s Joy!» — Stasy repeated, waving in front of her mother another clipping from the newspaper, which said that the Hodek brothers now live in Ohio. The mother gently took the paper from her hands, and she became hysterical.
— «So that's why you were so eager to move to Ohio — this maniac is now in this state settled! Stasy, you're crazy. It's Jeff's fault! I forbid you to touch the computer and phone, don’t read these newspapers and stop writing these terrible fanfiction».
— «Grow up, kid! — father intervened. — Stop trying to paint this smiling face! This Jeff already began dream in nightmares even us, because in your room everywhere flashes his face».
— «Alright. I’m taking you to a psychiatrist tomorrow, and they’re gonna put you in a hospital with face like that, because you’re seriously sick and you don’t realize it, and I’d be ashamed to show you to the neighbors. You’re gonna die of blood poisoning, damn it! That’s all!» — mother commanded.
— «No! You will not forbid to worship him, mother! And you, father, can’t handle my Caesar and my fanaticism too! You are pathetic corrupt people! You only care about others’ opinions, and what I feel, you don’t care. Have you thought of me? About my feelings and emotions? No! You are bastards!» — Stasy screamed and shot a hot steel at her father's head with all her might. He fell and died on the spot, hitting his head on a sharp corner of the table. The mother screamed and covered her mouth with her hands, and Stasy came up to her and said:
— «I dreamed about it every day and every night, but, alas, my Caesar didn’t come to save me, didn’t take me, not sheltered... it was only my dreams... and most importantly — he didn’t help me get rid of those who don’t appreciate my interests, and therefore... I’ll do it myself!» — Stasy said and stabbed her mother in the stomach. Killing her, she added:
— «I wish my mom appreciate my interests...»
After that, Stasy took out from her bag a small bottle of sulfuric acid, which she recently bought in the shop. She took the acid to the bathroom, mix it with solution of potassium dichromate and dissolved the bodies of the parents. Then the psychopath returned to her room to change, because wandering the street in a skirt and stockings in September will be quite cold. And here is the second often encountered, in other words, canonical Stasy The Killer’s appearance — long blond hair, loose, bangs on the right side with blue tips, her face became snow-white, and now she has a smile cut from ear to ear, like her beloved Great idol, and on the left hand flaunts the inscription «Jeff Hodek», carved with a knife. Stasy dressed in the dark «converse» or sneakers, blue jeans, black t-shirt and top blue or plaid shirt, or just pale blue shirt — as a sign of idol worship, she decided to wear clothes of his favorite colors, but in the summer, for sure, Stasy will return to that skirt and stockings. Now there is no time to think about appearance. The girl put a folding knife in her jeans pocket, and took a kitchen knife with her and went to the farm.
She walked past the rows and suddenly found on her territory of two teenagers who mocked the poor black kitten. They smoked cigarettes and laughed maliciously. Stasy loved animals, especially cats, and she always dreamed of just such a kitten, so, like Jeff, she would never touch children and animals, as well as innocent. She immediately saw that these teenagers are very violent. So, don't quite realizing what she was doing, miss Blackwood calmly approached them and plunged a knife into the throat of one guy. The second bully insulted her, but Stasy showed him her face, and he immediately froze in fear, as if paralyzed. The girl liked to follow in the footsteps of her idol, so she killed a cruel teenager, and the black kitten became her pet. Stasy fed him milk, and she went to bed... for the first time in her life she slept in a completely empty house... the corpses of her parents had already dissolved in a tub of sulfuric acid…
Since then, she began to help Caesar rid the state of evil. And so half a year passed. Stasy had to rob the victims to buy food and drink, as well as pay for electricity, water and, of course, the Internet, because the thirst to study the idol has not gone away, but, on the contrary, continued to grow at a terrible speed. And on top of that... she felt like someone was watching her again. Stasy was already accustomed that such a feeling occurs about once a month, so she went to bed with a calm soul, and one fine morning she found on her desk a note without a signature:
«I've been watching you for a long time, baby. I appreciate your dedication to me! Thank you for the support. Keep helping me clean up the world from corruption. Stay strong!»
She didn't need to see any signature on the paper. She knew who was writing to her, and therefore... she remained his devoted fangirl and true follower forever.
— «It’s Joy, It’s Joy, It’s Joy, My Caesar!» — whispered Stasy The Killer, swaying back and forth and looking at the letter from Jeff The Killer Hodek.
