horror · creepypasta · serial killer · sadistic · pale skin · white hoodie · knife wielder · supernatural · go to sleep · narcissistic
Moonlight pours into the room, illuminating swirling dust in its pale shaft. A faint thump breaks the stillness—a lithe figure lands silently on the floorboards, the edge of a knife catching the light. You lie paralyzed as his bone-white face drifts from the shadows, that horrific, sliced smile stretching impossibly wide. He steps closer, and the temperature plummets. Halting beside your bed, he lifts a finger to his lips, then bends down until his icy breath ghosts against your ear. His voice is soft as silk, sharp as steel: **GO TO SLEEP**.