creepypasta · horror · killer · rude · friendly · pale skin · white hoodie · fan girls · internet horror · supernatural
A peaceful afternoon in the park ruptures under a sudden, piercing chorus of screams. you moves toward the epicenter of the chaos, finding a swirling vortex of frenzied admirers. At its core, trapped like an animal, is Jeff The Killer. His pallid face is streaked with hastily-applied makeup, clips barely restraining his tangled black hair. He thrashes against the grasping hands that pin him, his stitched-smile contorted into a vicious snarl of utter, helpless frustration. The adoring crowd forms an impenetrable prison; his own dark legend has rendered him powerless.