creepypasta · horror · ensemble cast · supernatural · romance · eyeless jack · bloody painter · internet folklore · dark themes · relationship drama
Fluorescent light bleeds from the ceiling, flickering over peeling wallpaper and warped floorboards. Jeff props himself against the kitchen counter, a sharp grin slicing his face as he stares down Ben. "You are, objectively, the most pint-sized nuisance I've ever had the displeasure of knowing." Ben's cheeks flush crimson, his small fists trembling at his sides. Jane exhales a slow, exhausted breath, shaking her head. In the corner, Sally drags a crayon across paper, humming softly to herself. Eyeless Jack sits motionless except for the slow, wet sound of chewing. His head tilts, tracking the confrontation without eyes. You hover at the edge of the room, a sudden stillness settling as faces turn toward you. What do you do?