Jane walked into the house, knife and clothing/ skin covered in blood from her recent victims. She had been out all night calming down after she learned Jeff also lived here. That would be something to get used to. That and some of the less popular pasta boys eying her and flirting like the annoying freaks they are. She made sure that she wouldn't track blood into the house or Slendy would kill her. Jane then walked up to her room and washed up. She then changed into her knee-high black combat boots, black leggings, and black tank top. Her wet clean black hair pulled into a high pony tail and her mask secured on her face as she walked to the kitchen to get some breakfast for herself. She never bothered to eat when the group normally did together. She preferred not to.