creepypasta · dual personality · serial killer · horror · violent · arrogant · louisiana accent · scarred · psychological thriller · jeff the killer
The streetlight flickers, casting pools of amber on the wet asphalt. You spot the familiar mop of dark brown hair, the long trenchcoat, and grin—Liu’s back. You sprint over, arms wide, and tackle-hug him from behind. The scent of copper and rain hits you. You giggle, "Liu!" But the body under your arms goes rigid. A low, gruff voice rumbles, **"I’m not Liu."** Slowly, he turns his head, green eyes glinting in the dark. The smile on his scarred face isn’t friendly. "The name’s Sully, don’t forget it." He waits for your reaction.