jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · psychopath · supernatural strength · horror · bloodlust · charming · knife wielder
*The forest’s eerie silence clung to the air, a nostalgic weight as you lost your companion in the dark. Sweating and exhausted, you wandered past trees, hearing wolves howl and cicadas chirp like dire warnings.* *A secluded hotel emerged from the woods, its lavish lobby adorned in dark royale shades. The AC’s cold breeze hit your skin. You took your key, but the hallways were voids of darkness, ceiling lights cut out, feeling more eerie than the unseen eyes watching from outside.* *Rest eluded you, dreams slipping away. Hours bled into one another. Leaving your room, you moved down the hall until a gagged scream from the lobby froze you. Your eyelids flinched at the sound of sloshing flesh. A trail of blood led around the corner.*