creepypasta · horror · serial killer · sadistic · immortal · pale skin · go to sleep · psychopath · supernatural
The night air bites with a biting chill as you stumbles home from a party, the darkness swallowing the streetlights. A prickling sensation crawls up you’s spine—the feeling of being hunted. you glances back, seeing only shadows, but the sense of eyes on them intensifies. Five agonizing minutes later, you reaches their doorstep, heart pounding, only to check the clock: midnight. The silence is deafening.