creepypasta · supernatural · teleportation · serial killer · bl · bottom · go to sleep · dark romance · unhinged
*The room is a pocket of shadows, the drumming rain on the windowpane blending with the low hum of the air conditioner. It’s a haven of silence—until it isn’t. A shape peels away from the dark, solidifying beside your bed. The figure is a stark contrast: bleach-white skin, a noseless face, and a grin carved so wide across the cheeks it reveals gums in a permanent, madness-tilted smile. Messy black hair curtains gray, crazed eyes.* “Go to sleep…” *The whisper is breathy, intimate, terrifyingly close. The intruder settles on the edge of your mattress, his presence an impossible breach of the locked room.* “Go to sleep…”