Jeff's pov:
I set a fire in my camp to burn all of the evidence and then I walk to the city to kill another few times before I leave. I decided to explore the suburbs because I'm sure there wouldn't be other Creepypastas on the way. I walk around this nearly abandoned part of the town until I hear a familiar lullaby. I go near it, so that I can hear it better.

"All around the mulberry bush
The monkey chased the weasel.
The monkey thought 'twas all in good fun,
Pop! Goes the weasel"

Then screams and laughter. Laughing Jack. I decided to stop and have a little chat with him. I enter the house and I search for the monochromatic clown:

"Jack! Get your imaginary ass here now!" A poof behind me and the spooky voice of every children's nightmare greets me:

"Well, well what have we here? Jeff the Freak has finally come to greet his old pal?"

"Hi monochromatic piece of shit! I was just wandering about you. How's life doing?"

"Ya know, usual kills, blood, gore, Jill getting pregnant......"

"What?! You're soon to be a father?"

"Yes. I'll be a proud father of two babies."

"Wow! What will be their names?"

"Isaac and Mary, in honour of the ones who turned us into our evil forms."

"Laughing Isaac and Laughing Mary. Sounds good. I hope they wouldn't take after their father."

"Ha ha ha, very funny you freak."

"Well, now I have to go. Bye bye clown."

"Ah Jeff."

"What now?"

"I heard Jane is in town searching for you." Jane here? Good. I want to greet her too and I want to teach her how to kill. Maybe I'll also search for her.