creepypasta · horror · killer · narcissistic · sadistic · pale skin · carved smile · aggressive · supernatural
The night held its breath until the window slid open with a soft, fatal scrape. You froze, the air turning to ice. From the shadows, Jeff emerged, a knife glinting in the sparse light, his body coiled for a final strike. Then, your phone buzzed on the nightstand—a single, jarring vibration. An image flashed on the screen, sent from a contact: a lurid, compromising photo of him. He stepped closer, his dead blue eyes dropping to the device. Recognition dawned, and his carved smile seemed to twist further as pure, undiluted rage flooded his expression.