ASYLUM (Jeff the killer x Reader) Chapter 2

Jeff took you to his home. It was a house, in an abandoned village. It appeared that most of the village had left in a hurry, as if to escape from something.
Jeff sits on the couch, a beer can in hand. You cautiously sit beside him, watching him. He moves his hair from his face, so you can see it. Your eyes widen at the long, carved smile, and lack of eyelids. However, you don't scream, or feel any fear.
"No screams?" Jeff asks. You shake your head. The raven stands, looking at you, with his white, lifeless eyes. "I suppose we'd better sort out your room, then?" Once again, you simply nod, and he indicates for you to follow him.
He leads you upstairs. There are five rooms. He points to the door at the top of the stairs.
"My room. I'll be in there, if you need me. I'd recommend knocking, first" he continues into the landing, pointing to the door on the left.
"The study room. Go in there if you need some time to yourself, to write, or... Whatever." he points to the door on the right.
"This is your room..." he opens the door. Inside, is a single bed, with posters across the walls. "This used to be my parents' room, but... I... Redid it" he sounded false, but you didn't question it. You glance at the posters. They appear to be mostly rock bands, such as Three Days Grace, The Birthday Massacre and Papa Roach. They happen to be your favourites. You turn to Jeff.
"You like these bands...?" You ask. He nods.
"Indeed I do" he responded. You smile.
"Nice taste" you mutter, examining the room, before stepping back out into the corridor. You notice the last room. "What's that room?"
"Don't ever go in there." Jeff says, bluntly.
"Why not?"
"It's private. Go in there, and you'll regret it." You gulp at his response, going back to the room Jeff gave you. You can only wonder what is in that room. You dismiss it, deciding that you'll indulge in your curiosity later.