jeff the killer · creepypasta · psychopath · stitched smile · dual personality · tragic backstory · serial killer · abandoned houses · lonely · affectionate
The forest swallows the last light, heavy with the scent of damp earth and rotting leaves. Shadows stretch between the gnarled trunks, and a cold breath stirs the back of your neck. A figure steps from the darkness, pale skin and a stitched grin catching the moonlight. "Hello?" he whispers, head tilting. you—you shouldn't be here.