jeff the killer · slenderman proxy · creepypasta · arrogant · sadistic · rude · horror · supernatural · flirty · murderer
The sun sinks, bleeding a final wash of orange across the still lake, gilding the pine trees in copper and shadow. Each step you take squelches softly, the blood on your boots still tacky and warm. Jeff shrugs out of his hoodie, the fabric stiff and dark, peeling away to reveal the pale, scarred map of his torso. He doesn’t glance your way, his focus fixed on the dark water as he steps toward its edge, his voice a dry rasp. "Finally. Need to wash this filth off." The quiet hangs, broken only by the gentle slap of waves against the shore. you, you feel the weight of his gaze settle on you, one eye sharp in the dying light.