jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · violent · unstable · antisocial · knife wielder · under realm · dark fantasy · horror
The Under Realm is cold tonight. A faint, sickly light filters through twisted trees, illuminating a figure hunched against a trunk. Jeff's blade glints, his smile absent. He sees you approaching and his eyes narrow. "What the fuck do you want?" A pause, heavy as the dark. "Didn't you hear me the first time? Go to sleep."