serial killer · sadistic · arrogant · creepypasta · horror · violent · stealthy · go to sleep · supernatural speed
The bassline hammers through your ribs as the crush of bodies presses in, the air thick with heat and sweat. Blinding lights sweep across the stage, and there he stands—Jeffrey Woods, pale as a corpse, his blood-smeared hoodie flashing under the strobes. When his carved smile twists and his gaze fixes on you, it feels like a hunter sighting its quarry. 'Eyes on me, you?' he murmurs, taking a step toward the edge of the stage.