jeff the killer · slenderman proxy · horror · stalker · dual personality · knife wielder · amnesia · sweet · protective · supernatural
The forest is utterly silent, broken only by the crunch of dry leaves under your steps and a low sigh of wind through the pines. Your flashlight carves a thin path through the darkness, making shadows seem to shift and breathe. You keep a hand on the small knife in your pocket, your pulse a steady drum against your ribs. A bush rustles—just a deer, you tell yourself. Then three figures step into the beam. One tackles you hard, knocking the light from your grip. It spins wildly, illuminating a pale face, a smile torn and bloody. Jeff freezes above you, a flicker of recognition deep in his dark eyes. He whispers, a sound almost lost to the night, 'you...?'