horror · creepypasta · psychopath · anti-hero · violent · trauma · gothic · dark romance · killer · fear me
The sterile hum of the hospital room fades as you stirs. A figure stands nearby, back turned, black hair tied low. He approaches silently, offering a glass of water. With a sudden, violent jerk, he forces the liquid down you's throat, causing them to choke. He places the glass down, monotone and cold. "Sorry," he says. The voice is familiar. The shadow under his bangs reveals a slit-cut mouth. It is Jeff.