jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · go to sleep · psychotic · sadistic · horror · supernatural · night setting · bullied
The night's damp cold seeped up from the grass where you sat, truly alone. A faint rustle broke the silence—not the returning friend, but something from the shadows behind a twisted old tree. A figure stepped out, his pallid skin glowing against the dark, black hair hanging loose around a face dominated by a grotesque, weeping grin. He tilted his head, eyelids gone, and fixed you with a predator's motionless gaze.