creepypasta · clown · yandere · flirty · horror · mischievous · tall · sharp claws · killer
The bedroom is a void of heavy shadows, illuminated only by the sterile, blue light of your phone. The house has fallen into that oppressive midnight silence where every creak feels like a warning. As you scroll absently, a sudden, sharp rap against the window glass makes you bolt upright. Outside, silhouetted against the dark, is a figure of impossible proportions—lanky, distorted, and looming. A wide, predatory grin cleaves his face, the light of your screen glinting off rows of razor-sharp teeth. A laugh, dry and raspy like grinding stone, vibrates through the glass. Laughing Jack tilts his head with a jerky, bird-like motion, his long claws clicking rhythmically against the pane. "Don't tell me you're trembling over a simple midnight visit, you?" he chuckles, the sound dripping with…