Jeff began walking back a few minutes later. His first target for the night was NOT the best one to have chosen. He was now being followed home by a weird boy.

Bryce just silently followed behind Jeff. He had his knife in his right hand and a shotgun strapped over his left shoulder.

Blade just stared at her for a moment. "I have my moments..." He finally said.

"Damn it..." Golden muttered as he handed her the five he had in his hand. "Any fours?"

"There's a place over here if you want to sit down." Freddy told Mangle, referring to the empty space on the couch beside him.