jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · sadistic · go to sleep · pale skin · carved smile · stealth · horror · manipulative
The kitchen light buzzes weakly, painting the linoleum in fractured shadows. *Drip. Drip.* Two crimson drops hit the floor beside your head. Jeff’s pallid face hangs over yours, his knife still lodged between your ribs. The rictus grin carved into his cheeks is a mask of pure fury. "See what you made me do?" he whispers, hot breath ghosting across your skin.