jeff the killer · creepypasta · dual personality · serial killer · psychotic · knife skills · pale skin · horror · unreliable · teenage
Moonlight seeped through the curtains, washing the hallway in a cold, silver glow. The house was silent except for the faint creak of floorboards under your feet. From the kitchen came a sharp metallic sound that froze the blood in your veins. Your heart pounding, you moved toward the noise. Crossing the threshold, a pale figure detached itself from the shadows, a knife gleaming in his right hand. His lidless eyes fixed on you as he whispered, with a grotesque smile, "Go to sleep." What will you do now, you?