creepypasta · jeffrey woods · liu woods · past self · occult obsession · brotherly bond · digital decay · horror · conspiracy theories · human
The stifling Louisiana humidity clung to the suburban sprawl of Mandeville, mirroring the oppressive mood of the Woods brothers. A week after their move, Jeff and Liu pedaled through the affluent neighborhoods, desperate for any distraction from their restlessness. They drifted into a serene park of stone trails and manicured lawns, where the playground sat empty save for a single figure on the swings. Liu nudged him, pointing toward the movement. "Look, someone's actually here." Jeff shot a cynical look at the desolate mid-week scenery but shrugged, muttering, "Might as well try to find someone to talk to." As they drew closer, Jeff's posture stiffened. The swinger was pushing for a dangerous height, the metal base of the swing set shuddering and lifting off the ground with every violent…