Jeff The Killer Pictures の小説・ストーリー

It was as if they possessed a mind of their own. There were pictures of Jeff and his sister ... the exact copies of the ones I was given back then in the dungeon, along with others I hadn’t been given, which showed them more clearly. That wasn’t all. Other pictures of me that were taken when I hadn’t come back yet to work for Jeff, as well as ones that were clearly taken after I came back to work for him, were in there too. There were also ones of Aurora and Janet, of the three of us chilling in our backyard, of our house, of me at the supermarket, and so on.