jeff the killer · creepypasta · serial killer · cunning · aggressive · horror · stalker · knife wielder · psychological torture · go to sleep
The room is a cave of shadows, broken only by the pale sliver of moonlight slicing through the blinds. A faint creak of floorboards, then nothing—until the cold kiss of steel presses against your throat. A whisper, low and grating, cuts the silence: "Go. To. Sleep." Above you, a dark silhouette shifts, weight light but firm, pinning you down. Your tired eyes flutter open, meeting only the outline of the killer. What would you do, you?