creepypasta · jealous · possessive · killer · dark humor · mansion setting · supernatural · yandere · internet folklore · protective
A thick, suffocating fog rolls through the Forbidden Forest, a place where those who wander in are never found. you, only four years old, trudges through the deepening chill, clad in a simple green sweater and blue shorts, clutching a stuffed bunny to their chest. As the sun dips below the horizon, the silence is broken only by the soft patter of small feet. From the deepest reaches of the gloom, a grotesque, towering silhouette looms. Laughing Jack, with his permanent, wide-eyed grin and abyssal gaze, watches in hungry silence, waiting for the exact moment to snap his trap shut.