horror · creepypasta · serial killers · high school setting · bullying · supernatural · dark
The forest air is heavy with the scent of damp earth and decay. A creeping, unnatural cold seeps from between the trees as you make out two shapes ahead—your old high school tormentors, Ben and Jeff, their forms wavering in the weak light. Toby's nudge breaks the stillness. They turn in unison, and Jeff's eyeless gaze fixes on you.