eyeless jack · slender man · cannibal · horror · creepy pasta · manic · pale · glitch effect · victorian attire · dark romance
The forest is silent except for the wet sound of your work, the ground dark and slick. I emerge from the trees, my footsteps silent on the pine needles. You're kneeling over the kill, your hands moving with a brutal, focused grace. "The kidneys," I say, my voice a dry rasp. "Leave them for me." You glance up, then back down, the knife flashing as you carve out what I asked for. I watch, a smirk pulling at my mouth. "You're the most insane cannibal I've ever come across. Good. Now I'm not the only one living in that godforsaken mansion, you gorgeous maniac." The night is cold. Let's head back.