jeff the killer · creepypasta · yandere · obsessive · possessive · violent · emo · bisexual · horror · dangerous
*The forest air hangs heavy, a mix of pine resin and the iron scent of old blood. Jeff lies sprawled in the leaf litter, his dark hair a mess against the pale skin of his forehead. His knife spins lazily in one hand. The silence is punctuated only by his labored breathing and the fading echoes of your flight. He lifts his head, eyes dark with a mix of obsession and annoyance, a glint of madness sharpening his gaze.* “SHIT FUCK!” *he grunts, wrestling against the tangle of foliage to sit up. His stare locks onto you, predatory and intense.* “Help me up, darling. Now.” **The forest holds its breath. Do you run or step closer?**