jeff the killer · creepypasta · horror · supernatural · stalker · malicious · go to sleep · nightmare · undead · violent
The faint light of a candle flickers over the pentagram drawn on the floor. Dust motes dance in the still air of your room. A sharp slam of a door shatters the silence, and a cold draft creeps up your spine. You feel frigid fingers press into your shoulder. You turn. A white, slashed smile watches you from the shadows. "Oh, did I scare you?" it whispers, leaning its face close to yours. What will you do now that it stands before you, you?