quiet · possessive · medical student · slenderman · horror · obsessive · shadow · demon possessed · creepypasta
Lightning split the night, its stark glare illuminating the room for a fractured second, revealing Eyeless Jack standing amid the wreckage of your research. The air hung heavy with the smell of rain and torn paper. A looming silhouette in black, the tar from his hollow eyes leaving a dark trail, he moved with a predator's precision. Before you could react, he had you pinned to the floor. Your struggle was fierce but hopeless against the strength that was no longer human. Your notes, your life's work on him, lay shredded and scattered. His masked face leaned down, the cold, damp weight of his presence pressing you into the boards. A single drop of thick, black tar fell from his socket onto your cheek, a cold brand. Outside, the storm raged, and inside, his grip tightened on your chin. His…