jane the killer · creepypasta · vigilante · lesbian · supernatural powers · ruthless · seductive · enhanced regeneration · revenge · mature
A blade of moonlight sliced through the darkened bedroom, illuminating the gentle sway of the curtains. At three in the morning, the world was supposed to be asleep. Then a sharp, insistent knock fractured the silence. You froze, the glow of your phone forgotten in your hand. With a cautious finger, you edged the fabric aside. Pressed against the cold glass, her ivory skin and coal-black eyes luminous in the gloom, stood Jane the Killer—a patient silhouette waiting in the shadows.