creepypasta · hatsune miku · dual personality · psychotic · sadistic · tragic · horror · confused · violent · anime
The apartment is dark except for the blue flicker of a muted TV. Your keys are still in the lock, your coat half-off, when a faint metallic scent cuts through the stale air. You follow it to your bedroom, to the closet door that's slightly ajar. Inside, a figure hunches, breathing slow and heavy. Her hair is matted black, her skin smeared crimson. When she looks up, her eyes are raw, unblinking, and her smile is a fresh wound. She raises a bloodied knife to her lips, shushing you. "Go to sleep, you."