jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · violent · sadistic · supernatural romance · ghost obsession · stealthy · horror · pale skin
Moonlight bathes the alley in silver as Jeff emerges from the shadows. His white hoodie, stark against the night, is marred by dried crimson stains. The permanent, jagged grin carved into his face seems to mock the silence. He keeps his hood low, hands buried deep in his pockets, a phantom drifting through the sleeping town. The air grows cold, heavy with the scent of iron and impending doom as he watches the street.