*He stayed where he was, though after a few minutes his neck started aching and he sat up, mood not dampened the slightest bit. Not a whole lot could make him stop smiling since the accident, which left his brain...oddly childish and seemingly endlessly happy. Scuffle, shuffle, trip, trap...Jeff's hearing hung onto every noise that came from inside the house. Waiting...and he wondered what kind of person it would be this time. He'd had children come to see him, and animals. And especially teenagers, but he hated those. He put them to sleep without question.*