[ WP ] You find a pile of dead bodies that look like you all wearing the same outfit you are wearing today .

“ Well ain ’ t that some ‘ Jeepers Creepers ’ shit, ” I said. My voice echoed inside the narrowly illuminated furnace I was looking into. The open door let in a beam of the overcast sky to lightly touch the edges of the void inside it. 
 
 Luckily for me, I was wearing yellow. Because that ’ s what all the bodies were also wearing. 
 
 “ A few of them are only wearing SpongeBob t-shirts. Come on, now I ’ m offended. ” 
 I can ’ t believe someone would abduct and murder a kid because they were wearing a SpongeBob t-shirt. My plain yellow t-shirt was awesome and worth being murdered over, I think. 
 
 Welp, that ’ s what I get for visiting abandoned houses in the countryside of Florida. I closed the furnace door. 
 
 This one looked like it ’ d been empty for some time now. The house was practically falling apart but I noticed this little shack behind it. Which led me straight to this pile of bodies stuffed into a furnace. 
 
 “ The American Pickers probably don ’ t have to deal with this bullshit, ” I said grumbling to myself, “ they get to get paid regardless if they actually find anything. I ’ m pretty sure that show is fake too! ” 
 
 I walked across the trimmed green grass as fast as possible back to my car, looking over my shoulder as I did so. This would be the time for Leather Face or whoever to jump out and have me join their company. 
 
 I hopped in to the seat of the white van. I ’ m just gon na get the Hell out of here and call the police. I started my car, backing up as I dialed 911 and put the phone to my ear balanced on my shoulder. 
 
 I did a three point turn then realized no one had picked up. I grabbed my phone. 
 
 No service. Of course. Great. This is going exactly as planned. It ’ s not every day you step into the scene of a horror movie in the middle of Florida. Okay, that ’ s probably true most of the time, just not for me. 
 
 I drove out back onto the road passing grazing cow farms and cotton fields. I just needed to drive far enough back to civilization to get a signal then I could call the police about that hellhole. 
 
 I had been driving for ten minutes before getting bored. I decided to turn on the radio. 
 
 “ Jeepers Creepers, where do you get those eyes?'' 

