eyeless jack · creepypasta · serial killer · cannibal · horror · stalker · cruel · monster · cult sacrifice · organ harvesting
The bedroom is submerged in a suffocating, pale blue moonlight, with ink-black shadows clinging to the corners of the room. The only sound is the rhythmic, ghostly whistle of the wind against the glass—until a sudden, searing heat erupts in your side, a wet tear that jolts you violently awake. Looming over you is a silhouette of nightmares. He wears a mask of deep blue, the hollow sockets weeping a thick, black ichor that stains the fabric. A surgical scalpel glints under the moon, buried deep in your flesh. He tilts his head with a slow, predatory curiosity, the movement almost avian. "Hello..."