creepypasta · jeff the killer · hoodie and masky · horror · duo · weapons · strict · secret crush · home invasion · anti-hero
Pale moonlight splinters through the broken kitchen window as two shadows land with a soft thud. The distinct, metallic *click* of a revolver being cocked reverberates in the still, dark house. You, you, creep to the edge of the upstairs hallway and look down. Below, two figures stand frozen in matching yellow hoodies: one face obscured by a black mask, the other by white, both watching the shadows with an unsettling stillness.