My lil sis:)
My lil sis:)
to my followers sorry for not posting anything in a long time a have been very busy and my computer broke.:(
my new baby sister is comin out in 5 days my little sister XD
was with two of my friends Ben and Nick on holidays when it happened.
We were in an isolated part of Greece, somewhere that doesn’t show up on Google maps for some reason, traveling down a long stretch of road in our hire car in search of the next major city to party in.
After initially planning on driving through the night, we accepted that we had lost our way and it was getting too dark to continue so we pulled into a gas station for directions on where we could stay.
The old man handed us an old brochure of a nearby village and insisted we go check it out. Since we were completely lost, we were left with no other option. Something different we thought, but just how different we could never have guessed, as we took the next left turn and ventured into the headlight lit darkness.
The only form of lodging out there was in remote cabins, separated far apart from each other for privacy we guessed. The self-contained cabin had a bathroom, kitchen, queen bed and single bed; all that we needed for one night. Nick won the rock off for the single bed, so Ben and I would be sharing. Nick snores anyway, so I was cool with that.
One feature of the cabin that unnerved me however, was the large square curtainless window that occupied the entire area of the vacant wall. It bothered me especially now because night had fallen and the light was on inside, so it acted as a sort of two-way mirror. Anyone wearing black could easily look through without being noticed…
We made plans to go out that night to the village bar, have some drinks, tell stories and see where the night takes us. We discussed that would leave the key under the rock by the front porch, and if we were to split up, whoever came home first would leave the door open for the others to get in.
"Why don’t you say it louder so everyone can hear where we hide it," Ben joked.
To which Nick found the pleasure in yelling it at the top of his lungs. Luckily our cabin was isolated out here and there was no one close by, I thought to myself as we drove off…
It was a surprisingly fun night at the bar. We had plenty of shots of the local drink Ouzo, until the bar staff informed us we had drunk their stocks dry; it was cheap though, in Greece.
The next thing I knew, it was late, the bar was closing, and we had lost Ben. He must’ve left without us, though I don’t remember him telling us he was leaving I thought, slightly concerned by him acting out of character. So we left without him, taking the car.
"I need to piss badly," I adjusted in my seat, as the car headlights momentarily lit up the cabin and we turned into the driveway to the sound of gravel crunching under the tyres. We checked under the rock for the key. It was gone. We tried the doorhandle. Locked. "What the fuck?" we both looked at each other. Ben must’ve come home before us, and he’s locked us out!
"BEN! OPEN UP! We need to piss!"
"Hurry up Ben!"
We banged on the door. I heard a stumbling inside like someone literally crawling awkwardly on all fours out of bed. Damn he must be drunk!
"I can’t hold this piss in anymore," I said, as Nick and I went to separate sides of the cabin to urinate as Ben finally opened the door.
It felt good urinating, but that feeling was harshly interrupted by what caught my attention on the large window, sending a large shiver up my spine. There was this long thin set of handprints, only visible on the window from the mist outside.
It looked longer than any human’s hand, but much, much thinner. “Holy shit,” but I quickly cleared my mind of the scary and irrational images it was creating, as it was certainly just a regular human hand that had been smeared, causing the illusion that it’s longer… Right? Either way, it occurred to me that someone or ‘something’ might have been watching us…
I hurriedly finished my business and rushed inside. We are NOT turning the light on I thought, to prevent anything from looking in at us. As I locked the front door and we went straight to bed.
Nick fell asleep instantly, snoring before his head had even hit the pillow. And after a few minutes of tolerating Nick’s inconsistent snore, my drooping eyes fell weary so I closed them. As soon as they shut, I couldn’t help but get the burning feeling that Ben’s eyes had opened suddenly and were staring straight at me…menacingly.
My body rose in temperature and my heart beat quicker as I sensed this. As if Ben was holding his breath, vision fixated on me angrily through the darkness. Sorry if we hadn’t gone home with him, jeez… why would he be so angry? After a few minutes of calming myself from this irrational fear, I drifted off to sleep.
Knock Knock Knock “Open up, you said you wouldn’t lock it!”
THUD THUD THUD! It grew louder. “Open the door its fucking cold out here!”
This was the single scariest moment of my entire life. And the most paralysing sensation swept over my entire body. It was Ben at the door.
Suddenly there was a movement in the sheets next to me… Something stirring.
I got up faster than I ever have in my life and ran to the door; Nick had awoken and come to the same horrific realisation as soon as me, right behind me in kicking the door open and fleeing outside to the car, not once did we look back.
I started the car and beckoned Ben to follow. But he didn’t know what had happened. Still facing into the room he turned on the light to see inside…
This was a true story. It really happened. You can ask Nick if you don’t believe me. But I wouldn’t ask Ben. He doesn’t say much anymore after the incident. And whenever questioned about what he saw that night, his face turns pale and expressionless and he will immediately shut the nearest curtain
ok since i didnt get yesterdays meme forums done i will make another so today we have….jane the killer
Listen, the only reason I’m going out of my way to tell any of you this is because the story ”Jane the Killer” is starting to piss me off.
My real name is Jane Arkensaw, a.k.a. “Jane the Killer” and this is how I met Jeff, the reason I look the way I do, and why I want to kill him.
When I heard that a new family had moved in across the street, I wasn’t that surprised. It was a nice neighborhood, and the house was relatively cheap considering where it was. I guess I was about 13-14 when everything went to hell.
I never really talked to Jeff when he moved in. To be frank I never talked to him until… that night. But it’s too soon to talk about that now. My first impression of Jeff was that he was a good kid. Probably got nice grades, rarely got into fights, maybe even a cool guy if he opened up to someone.
His brother Liu, seemed like he put family first by the way he sat with his brother on the sidewalk. Of course I was just guessing at the time and really didn’t put much thought into my analysis because I was getting ready for school when I looked out the window and I was running late, which was unusual for me at that time in my life because I was hardly ever late for anything. Especially school.
I wasn’t surprised when I saw Randy and his stooges go up to Jeff and Liu on that stupid skateboard of his. Randy was nothing but a bully, he always picked on anyone who was smaller than him.
He was even the reason why my parents drove me to school instead of the letting me take the bus like everyone else. Everyone had their lunch money or some kind of cash given to Randy and his goons because of some “toll” that he demanded from everyone.
We all knew Randy’s group had knives and threatened to use them on us we ever told anyone about the money they took from the other kids on the block. Everyone, except the new kids they were trying the intimidate like the rest of us.
When I saw Randy talking to them through the window I just looked away. It was wussy thing to do but. I had better things to do than watch another kid hand over his money to Randy. But curiosity got the better of me and I looked up a few seconds later. What I saw left me speechless. Jeff was standing now, and it looked like Randy already had what he wanted.
"Just sit down," I thought, "Don’t be stupid".
Then I saw Jeff punch Randy in the face and break his wrist.
"Oh my god." I whispered. Then I yelled, "You Idiot!"
My parents ran down the stairs and asked what happened. Then they looked outside and saw what was going on. Jeff had already cut the skinny guy, I think his name was Keith, and he went down screaming. Troy only went down with a single punch. Since my house was across the street from where Jeff and his brother were sitting, with the front of the house having big windows, we saw the whole thing. Or at least I did, my parents came in after the part where Randy stole their wallet, so they didn’t know the whole truth.
It was disturbing watching Jeff fight. He was enjoying himself too much. I felt a knot in my stomach like something was happening that shouldn’t be, and from the look on Liu’s face, Jeff didn’t do this kind of thing often. Next thing I know I hear sirens and the new kids bolted out of there. The cops came around with the bus driver to check on the “victims”. It seemed they were going to be alright.
You know, considering the amount of crap kicked out of them.
Since my parent’s policy was “no cops” ever since my dad got framed by a narc cop when he wanted to draw attention off of himself when police where investigating the case of the missing coke. It ended with my dad quitting the force. So when we heard sirens we went into the backyard got into the car and left.
When my parents drove me to school they told me very clearly that they didn’t want me talking to Jeff ever. I did not disagree with them.
I had art first period so I didn’t see Jeff until close to the end of school. I can still see the colors in my artwork if I think hard enough. But when I try to look at anything now, it all seems gray. I guess that’s the price someone pays for losing their innocence.
I didn’t see Jeff until the final period of the day. When I did he seemed… off. At first I thought he was just faking the joy so people wouldn’t suspect him for the crime that he did. But he really was enjoying himself. It wasn’t because he was excited to be at school I could tell that much from him. The smile he wore looked sadistic to me. It was the smile of a madman. The second that bell rang I bolted out those doors as fast as I could. Nobody but me knew what Jeff really was. A freak.
The next day seemed to be passing without incident at first. Then I saw the police car in front of Jeff’s house.
"Looks like they got you." I thought.
Nobody could gotten away with something like that (You know, with the neighborhood watch and everything.). But I was wrong with who they arrested. Instead of coming out with Jeff like I expected they would, the police came out with Liu, his brother.
I was barely forming the thought of Jeff framing his brother for the assault when he came out of the house yelling at Liu, “Liu tell them I did it!” (I was able to hear him this time because the front door was open to my house.).
I couldn’t hear what Liu said in reply to Jeff’s outburst, but it was definitely not what Jeff wanted to hear. A few seconds later, the police drove off with Liu, and Jeff was left outside with his mother. A few minutes later she went inside the house and left Jeff outside. Although I couldn’t hear him from across the street, I could tell that he was crying.
But who wouldn’t be in that situation.
The next day rumors were spreading like wildfire about Liu. It took so long for the rumors to get started because everyone was afraid to talk about Randy getting his ass handed to him. When it was revealed that he wouldn’t be coming back to school for a few days, everyone decided to take advantage of that fact and enjoy it as much as possible, and lots of random bullshit started popping up.
"I heard Liu cut off Keith’s arm!"
"Oh yeah? Well I heard that Liu hit Troy so hard in the stomach that he ralphed up blood!"
"That’s nothing! I heard that he punched Randy so hard in nose that it came out the back of his head!" and etc, etc, etc.
Personally I didn’t want anything to do with Jeff or his brother. But… he just looked so alone and upset that I had to do something. So I wrote him a note telling him that he had a friend in this place and that I was going to testify at Liu’s trial about what really happened. I left the note at his desk signed with the letter “J” before class started, then left the room. When I came back Jeff was at his desk and the note was gone.
Saturday rolled around and I was home alone while my parents were at work. The kid next door was having a birthday party. At the time I left my window open because I wanted a nice breeze in my room while I did my homework. But the kids were getting so loud that I decided to close my window. I was about to close it when I saw Jeff playing with the kids. He was running around wearing one of those fake cowboy hats and carrying a toy gun. He looked so ridiculous I had to laugh.
"Maybe he isn’t the monster I think he is." I thought, ashamed of myself for suspecting he could have been one.
As I was closing the window, I saw Randy, Keith, and Troy jump over the fence on their skateboards to where Jeff was.
"Not again!" I said to the open window.
I saw Randy and Jeff exchange small talk but I couldn’t hear what they said over the sound of the kids yelling and screaming. Then Randy rushed at Jeff and tackled him. I was about to grab the phone and dial 911 when I heard Troy and Keith shout, “No one interrupts or guts will fly!” I looked out the window again and saw that they both had matching guns in their hands. I couldn’t have called for help then without endangering the lives of others. I couldn’t have called 911 anyway, the batteries in my phone was dead.
Jeff was on his side getting kicked by Randy in the face when he grabbed his foot and twisted it. Randy fell over and Jeff tried to walk back to the house when Troy grabbed him by the collar and threw him towards the house. I heard glass breaking and I knew then that they were going to kill him.
"Randy you asshat!" I screamed at him. But he couldn’t hear me over the sound of the kids screaming.
I couldn’t wait anymore, so I ran to my parent’s bedroom and searched for my dad’s cellphone, hoping that he forgot it at home. My heart was pounding in my chest, knowing that the longer it took for me to get help, the higher the chance of someone getting killed was. I finally found the phone underneath the bed. I wasted no time punching in the numbers.
"I need help there’s an emergency going on next door! Some guys jumped the fence and are beating up someone! They’ve got guns you need to hurry please!"
"Okay miss I need you to tell me the address and I’ll send help right away."
I quickly told her my address and the address of the house next door.
"Please hurry!" I said.
"It’s okay just stay on the lin-" BANG BANG BANG!
I heard loud gunshots come from next door. I yelped and dropped the phone, it landed on the ground and broke. Then I ran to my bedroom window to try and figure out what was going on. But no sooner had I poked my head out the window I heard the woosh of a fire and the screaming… I’m going to make Jeff scream like that again when I find him. The only thing I can compare it to is the death cry of an animal. It was at the time for me horrifying. But now it sounds like music to me and there is nothing I want to hear more in the world than him screaming.
I saw fire spew out of the house like an angry dragon. I ran downstairs immediately and got the portable fire extinguisher from the kitchen and ran outside. As I was running I popped the pin for the extinguisher for immediate use. Luckily the door was unlocked as I barged in but when I saw Jeff, I completely froze.
He was lying at the bottom of the stairs almost completely on fire with adults trying to put it out. I saw bits of his skin through all the commotion. Some parts pink, some parts charred, but it was all covered in red. At the sight of all this I screamed and then I passed out. Last thing I remember is some of the adults running towards me. Whether it was to help me or get the fire extinguisher I don’t know.
When I came to I was in a hospital bed wearing one of those gowns that a patient wears. A nurse came in a few moments later. She had long brown hair in a bun hidden under her hat. She looked like she didn’t want to be there. I asked her what happened.
"All I know is that you were brought in with a few other kids because you fell and hit your head on a fire extinguisher." she said, annoyed.
"A fire extinguisher?" I reached up my hand and touched my head. I felt bandages and a large bump the size of a orange. Then I remembered Jeff. "One of the guys that came in here with me, the one with the burns, is he going to be alright?"
She sighed, “Listen, there was two boys that were brought in with you that had burns, and no I’m not letting you see him just because he’s your boyfriend.”
I felt the heat rise in my face. “He isn’t my boyfriend! I’m just worried about him! Wouldn`t you be worried about someone who you just saw burning alive in front of you?!” I tried to keep my voice steady, but my voice quivered enough to make it sound like I was lying.
"Whatever. Your parents are here by the way. Wanna see them?" she asked.
"Yes, of course!" anything to get me away from that nurse.
My parents came in and the nurse finally left. They asked what happened. I told them everything. The fight, the note, all of it.
"I knew that Randy was no good!" my mom said.
"So have you heard anything about Jeff’s condition?" I asked.
"No, not a thing," said my dad, "we just got here as soon as we heard about what happened to you."
"But who told you?" I asked. I didn’t think I saw anyone at the party that my family knew.
"The hospital called us." mom said.
"Well I guess that makes sense." it made absolutely no sense to me of course. How would someone be able identify me without me having any form of identification.
I looked in the doorway and saw a man and a woman standing in there. My parents followed my gaze and saw them too.
"Excuse me, but is this Jane Arkensaw’s room?" the woman asked.
"Yes." my mother answered, "Who are you?"
"I’m Margret, and this is Peter, my husband." she gestured to the man beside her. "We’re Jeff’s parents."
I sat up in my bed.
"I’m Isabelle, this is my husband Greg, and our daughter Jane." mom gestured to me.
"So, you’re the girl who ran in with the fire extinguisher." Margret said.
"Yes." I replied quietly, embarrassed. "Is your son alright?"
"He just came out of surgery a few hours ago. The doctors said he will be fine."
I relaxed at that thought. “That’s good.” I said. “Listen. I know what happened to Jeff and Liu on their first day of school…” then I told Jeff’s parents what really happened to Randy and his crew.
"We had no idea that Jeff was capable of something like this." Peter said.
"I am willing to testify that Liu didn’t beat up anyone and that Jeff only beat up Randy and his gang in self-defense."
"No need," said Margret, "Liu is being released from jail after what happened to those boys."
"That’s good." I said.
"We just came to say thank you for trying to help our son, Jane. It warms my heart to see selfless people in your generation."
I blushed, “I did anything anyone would have done in my situation.” I looked down, “I’m not a hero.”
"Nonsense!" Margret said, "The least we can do is invite you over to our place for dinner when Jeff gets out of the hospital!"
I looked at mom and dad. “It would be an honor.” My mom said.
"It’s settled then! We’ll call you as soon as Jeff gets out of the hospital." we said our goodbyes and then they left.
About 2 days passed and I was allowed to be released from the hospital. During that time I had no contact with Jeff or his family, but I heard that Liu was released from jail and Jeff’s wounds were healing.
When I got back to school, I became the center of attention, more or less because I was the only one who saw what happened at the party. But the only people I told about what happened were my friends: Dani, Marcy, and Erica. I didn’t know what to tell them so I told them what I saw.
"Sounds like Jeff got his ass handed to him." said Dani, she had raven-black hair, with sapphire-blue eyes. She was usually the most level-headed of us.
"Well at least he went down fighting. I heard he took those idiots to the hospital with him." Erica snickered. She always dressed like she was from the 80’s or something. Long, thigh-high rainbow colored socks, with hair to match, and always wearing some kind of backpack with her.
"He also took Jane to the hospital. Maybe she was trying to beat him up too." Marcy laughed. She seemed to be the "girly-girl" of our little group. She was blond with brown eyes, and nearly every time we saw her, she had some sort of pink on her. Whether it was the color of her shirt, or the jewelry around her neck, and she was one of the biggest drama-queens I knew. Always stretching out the truth or blowing something out of proportion.
"I told you, I went over there to try and help Jeff because something was wrong." I muttered. I was the "plain-Jane", brown hair, green-eyes, completely unremarkable looks wise.
"Or maybe… You wanted to see your love one last time before he left to go get help for himself.” Marcy said in her dramatic voice.
I just looked at her with my eyes the size of dinner plates.
"You can’t deny it Jane Arkensaw! You have a crush on Jeff!"
Every blood cell in my body decided to migrate to my face at once when she said that.
"What?! No! I j-just wanted to help him that’s all!"
"Liar! I saw you leave that note you left on his desk! What was it? A confession of your love for him?"
"No! It was nothing like that at all! I was just-"
"So you admit you left him a note then!"
"What do you mean?"
"I was guessing." she gave me a cynical little smile and then just waited for my response.
The other girls started laughing at me.
"Jane it’s only a joke! I was just kidding!" Marcy smiled.
"Your face is redder than a tomato!" Erica cackled.
"I hate all of you." I grumbled.
"Oh, stop being so serious!" Dani put a hand on my shoulder. "Come on, let’s get to class."
The weeks went by, everything seemed to be normal. I think Liu even made a few friends. Everything was normal and nothing happened. Then Liu came up to me one day and told me about Jeff.
"Excuse me, your name is Jane right?"
I turned around and looked. It was Liu.
"Yes. You’re Liu right? Jeff’s brother?"
"Yeah." he looked a little uncomfortable. Then again, so was I. "Look my parents wanted me to tell you that Jeff is getting his bandages removed in a few days, so expect a phone call inviting you to dinner soon."
"Okay, well, thank-you." I said.
He was about to turn away when I said, “Hey, listen, what you did for Jeff… that was really respectable.”
"Thanks. I heard you tried to help my brother with a fire extinguisher. That was cool."
"Yeah? Well thanks. See you around, I guess."
I was watching him walk away when I heard a little voice beside me say, “Cheating on your boyfriend are you?”
"The fuck?! I turned around, surprised. It was Marcy.
"And with his own brother none the less!" she fake gasped.
"Shut-up!" I yelled. Then I turned my head to make sure Liu didn’t hear me. He didn’t.
"Lets just get to class." I grumbled.
Two days passed until the phone rang. My mom answered it. A few minutes later she got off and told me this:
"Jeff is getting out of the hospital today Jane."
I looked up at her and said, “That’s great!”
"It looks like we’ll be having that free dinner in a few days!" she chuckled.
A few hours passed and I heard a car pull into a drive-way across the street. I looked out the window and saw Jeff’s car in front of its house.
"Jeff’s home." I thought. I decided to watch out of curiosity, to see what he would look like. Dear god how wrong I was.
His dad got out. Then his mom. Then Liu. But what I expected Jeff to look like couldn’t be farther from what I saw. He had long black hair down to his shoulders, white, leathery skin, and that smile… that smile was the same smile I saw when he was in class after he beat up Randy, Keith, and Troy.
But Jeff looked right at me. Into my eyes I could feel those soulless, sadistic eyes burn right into my soul. I still shake from the memory even now as I type this. He seemed to be looking at me for hours with that smile until he looked away. I saw him walk into the house with his parents. I didn’t even breathe until that door finally closed behind them. My parents came into the living room and asked me what was wrong.
My only reply was a long, loud, scream. Then I fainted.
When I finally woke up, it was dark outside. My parents weren’t in their bedroom. The house was deathly quiet. I got up and went downstairs. I was wearing a long nightgown that I wasn’t wearing before I fainted. I went downstairs to the kitchen. The lights were on, which was unusual, my parents always told me to turn off the lights in a room when I left it.
There was a note on the table.
I picked it up.
Scrawled on the paper was this:
”Aren’t you coming to dinner? Your friends are here too.”
I began to shake violently. I dropped the paper. I went to the living room window and looked out. The lights were on in Jeff’s house. I knew that I had to go there, but I was terrified out of my mind. I shook my head and looked back again. I saw Jeff leaning on the window in his house staring at me with a knife in his hand and tapping it against the window.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
He was still smiling.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
I started stepping back from the window, never taking my eyes off of him. Then I turned and ran away from the window into the kitchen. When I peaked out of the kitchen to look out the window, all I saw was a smear of red on the window.
I turned around and looked at the kitchen. Everything seemed to be in its place. Even the knives. I grabbed one of them and held on tight. Then I found the phone and tried to dial 911. But the phone line was disconnected. I had no idea where dad’s cell phone was, or if it was even fixed. I didn’t want to go upstairs to find it. I didn’t want to get stabbed in the back while I was looking for it; and if I went to ask one of the neighbors for help, Jeff could kill or hurt whoever he have captive. So there was only one choice. To go fight Jeff alone.
I clutched the knife tighter and went to the front door, put on my shoes, and went outside. My hand lingered on the doorknob as I stepped outside. But I knew what I had to do. I let go of the doorknob and marched across the street to Jeff’s house.
As I got closer to front door of his house I began to slow down. My knees began to shake, my palms began to sweat, and I started to breathe faster and shallower. before I knew it I was standing completely still on the front doorstep panting like a dog. I manned up grabbed the doorknob squeezed my eyes shut and jerked it open.
I stood there in the doorway with a knife in my right hand and the doorknob in my left, too terrified to open my eyes. Until I heard a voice say, “Looks like you made it. I’m glad you did, friend.” I opened my eyes. Then screamed.
His eyes were large and unblinking, and his smile was red. He had carved a smile into his face! His clothes were covered in blood, and then I passed out.
When I woke up I was at a dining room table. My knife was gone, and when I looked up, I saw people sitting at the table. It was my parents, Jeff’s parents, his brother Liu, and my friends. They were all dead. With smiles carved into their faces and huge red cavities in their chests. The smell was unbearable, it’s indescribable… unlike anything I had ever smelled before. It was the smell of death.
I tried to scream but I had a gag in my mouth and I was tied to a chair. I looked around at the room in disbelief. Tears were welling up in my eyes from the sight and smell of the bodies.
"Look who’s finally awake."
I turned and looked beside me. Jeff was there. I tried screaming but the gag was in the way. Suddenly he was beside with the knife against my throat.
"Shhhhhhh, shush, shush, shush. It’s not polite to scream at friends." he began sliding the blade across my face. Constantly tracing invisible lines from the corners of my mouth up my cheeks in a large grinning smile. I shivered as he did this. When I turned away from him he grabbed the back of my head and forced me to look at the scene at the table. "Now, now, don’t be rude, you’re insulting everyone by not looking at their pretty faces."
I looked back at the table, looking at everyone with their faces carved into smiles and some with their chests still bleeding fresh blood. Hot tears began running down my face and I began to sob.
"Awww what’s wrong?" Jeff purred, "Are you upset that you don’t look beautiful like them?"
I looked at him, trying to understand what he said. But I looked away when I saw his face again and looked back to the table.
"Don’t worry, I’ll make you look beautiful too. What do you say?" he then slid the knife under the gag and cut it off.
I spat out the gag and looked at him straight in his eyes, trying to hold his gaze. He tilted his head to the side as he looked back at me. Then I shut my eyes and looked away from him. Then I muttered darkly, “Go fuck yourself.” then I turned to look at him again, “You Joker reject!”
He just laughed in my face. I preferred it when he just smiled.
"You’re even funnier than I thought."
He came closer to me. I looked away again, feeling his breath against my skin.
"Friends do Friends favors right? Well I’m going to do a favor for you."
I felt him let go of the back of my head. When I looked back he was out of the room. I looked back at the table once more, taking it all in. Fresh tears started to come down my face again as I remembered my family and friends who were alive only a few hours ago. I was still crying when Jeff came back.
"Don’t cry." he said, "It’ll be all over soon."
I looked down at him and saw he was holding a jug of bleach and a can of gas.
My eyes widened and I looked back at him.
"I didn’t have any alcohol, so this will have to do."
Then he began to douse me in bleach and gasoline.
"We had better hurry, Jane. I’ve already called the firemen."
Then he held up a single match.
Then threw it at me.
The flames erupted as soon as the match came into contact with me. I screamed as loud as possible. The pain was unbearable. I could feel the flesh melting off my body, the heat invading every pore in my body. Blood evaporating in its veins, and my bones becoming charred and brittle.
Before I blacked out, I heard Jeff laughing, “See you later my friend! I hope you become as beautiful as I am! AHAHAHAHA!”
Then everything went black.
When I woke up I was sitting in a hospital bed, bandaged from head to toe. Everything was spinning, and it hurt to blink, and breathe.
I looked around and saw an empty room. I groaned loudly because my mouth was bandaged. Everything hurt. A nurse came in a few minutes later.
"Jane? Can you hear me?"
I looked towards her. The room started spinning even more.
"Jane, I’m your nurse, Jackie, I don’t know how to say this but, you family died in the fire. I’m sorry."
Tears started falling down my face again. I sobbed.
"No honey, don’t cry. You won’t be able to breathe if you do."
I couldn’t stop.
"Jane I’m going to give you something to help you calm down alright?"
I felt something run into my blood stream, then I fell asleep again.
When I woke up again I could move more and my body wasn’t as bandaged as it was when I first woke up. I looked around and saw that my room had flowers in it. Some were fresh, some were dying. I tried to get up but a nurse came in and put me back down.
"Easy Jane, you’ve been asleep for a while. Try to take it easy."
I tried to speak. My voice came out rough, and sand-papery. “How, how long was I asleep?”
"Almost 2 weeks. You were put in a medically induced coma in order for your body to heal. I’m the same nurse you saw the first time you woke up."
"Give me a mirror." I said.
"Jane, I don’t think that’s wi-"
"GET ME A MIRROR!"
I felt the handle of a mirror get slipped into my hand. When I looked into the mirror I dropped in onto the floor. The shattering of the mirror didn’t compare to the shattering of my realization. My skin was leathery and brown, I didn’t have a single hair on my head, and the skin around my eyes were saggy. I looked almost as bad as Jeff.
Everything came flooding back for me. I began to cry harder than I ever had before. The nurse was hugging me but it didn’t help much. At the height of my sobbing, I was surprised that nobody else came in to check up on me. By the time I was done, I could barely speak.
Someone came into the doorway.
"Excuse me, I have a delivery for a ‘Miss Arkensaw’?"
"I’ll take those." Jackie stood up and went to the doorway. I didn’t want the delivery guy to look at me so I stared at the wall in front of me.
"Someone certainly cares about you Jane. It looks like the same person who sent you all these flowers got you a package too."
I looked around at her. She was holding a pink paper package tied with brown string. I reached out and took it from her. The second I took that package from her I knew something was wrong.
"Excuse me but, could I have something to eat?" I asked as sweetly as possible.
"Of course, I’ll get you some food right away." Jackie smiled back, then left the room.
My hands shook as I grabbed the string and pulled it. The paper lightly bounced up and I saw something that turned my blood to ice. It was a white mask with black around the eyes and a black feminine smile. It also had black lace covering the eye holes of the mask, so even though someone couldn’t see my eyes, I could see them. There was also a long, black dress with a turtle neck, black gloves, and a black wig with beautiful curls. Along with all these things, there was a bouquet of black roses and a sharp kitchen knife.
Attached to the mask there was also a note:
‘"Jane, I’m sorry I messed up with trying to make you beautiful. So I gave you a mask that will let you seem beautiful until you get better. Also you forgot your knife, I thought you would want it back."’
By the time nurse Jackie came back, the present was hidden under my bed. I told her all that was there was the flowers. She seemed to be disgusted by them so she threw them out. I thanked her for that.
That night, when everyone was either asleep or gone home, I sneaked out. The only thing I had to wear was that dress. So I put it on and I found a pair of shoes outside in the hallway, forgotten by some careless nurse. I wore the wig to look less inconspicuous.
I didn’t know where I was going, and I didn’t care. When I finally stopped walking, I was in front of a cemetery. I went inside and found two tombstones. Isabelle Arkensaw and Gregory Arkensaw. I sat down in front of their tombstones and cried once more. When I finally sat up, the sun was beginning to rise, and so was a new chapter in my life. I took the mask and put it on. Then picked up the knife and held it as tightly as I did before. Then I turned around and looked at the rising sun, on that day I swore my revenge against Jeff the Killer and donned my new name “Jane Everlasting”. For I want the only thing to be more everlasting for Jeff than his madness to be his death.
Ever since that day I have been trying to find Jeff and kill him.
Hunting him like the animal he is.
I will find you Jeff, and I will kill you.
As for the photo that has been popping up of me saying: “Don’t go to Sleep, You won’t wake up” that pretty much explains what I want to do with Jeff’s victims, prevent them from becoming victims in the first place. Whoever said that I kill them so they don’t get killed by Jeff is a gross overstatement.
So, this is my story. Whether you accept it as fact is not up for me to decide. Now if you excuse me, the sun is going down, and the hunt is beginning once more.
KILLER IS STILL
After weeks of unexplained murders, the ominous unknown killer is still on the rise. After little evidence has been found, a young boy states that he survived one of the killer’s attacks and bravely tells his story.
"I had a bad dream and I woke up in the middle of the night," says the boy, "I saw that for some reason the window was open, even though I remember it being closed before I went to bed. I got up and shut it once more. Afterwards, I simply crawled under my covers and tried to get back to sleep. That’s when I had a strange feeling, like someone was watching me. I looked up, and nearly jumped out of my bed. There, in the little ray of light, illuminating from between my curtains, were a pair of two eyes. These weren’t regular eyes; they were dark, ominous eyes. They were bordered in black and… just plain out terrified me. That’s when I saw his mouth. A long, horrendous smile that made every hair on my body stand up. The figure stood there, watching me. Finally, after what seemed like forever, he said it. A simple phrase, but said in a way only a mad man could speak.
"He said, ‘Go To Sleep.’ I let out a scream, that’s what sent him at me. He pulled up a knife; aiming at my heart. He jumped on top of my bed. I fought him back; I kicked, I punched, I rolled around, trying to knock him off me. That’s when my dad busted in. The man threw the knife, it went into my dad’s shoulder. The man probably would’ve finished him off, if one of the neighbors hadn’t alerted the police.
"They drove into the parking lot, and ran towards the door. The man turned and ran down the hallway. I heard a smash, like glass breaking. As I came out of my room, I saw the window that was pointing towards the back of my house was broken. I looked out it to see him vanish into the distance. I can tell you one thing, I will never forget that face. Those cold, evil eyes, and that psychotic smile. They will never leave my head.”
Police are still on the look for this man. If you see anyone that fits the description in this story, please contact your local police department.
Jeff and his family had just moved into a new neighborhood. His dad had gotten a promotion at work, and they thought it would be best to live in one of those “fancy” neighborhoods. Jeff and his brother Liu couldn’t complain though. A new, better house. What was not to love? As they were getting unpacked, one of their neighbors came by.
"Hello," she said, "I’m Barbara; I live across the street from you. Well, I just wanted to introduce my self and to introduce my son." She turns around and calls her son over. "Billy, these are our new neighbors." Billy said hi and ran back to play in his yard.
"Well," said Jeff’s mom, "I’m Margaret, and this is my husband Peter, and my two sons, Jeff and Liu." They each introduced themselves, and then Barbara invited them to her son’s birthday. Jeff and his brother were about to object, when their mother said that they would love to. When Jeff and his family are done packing, Jeff went up to his mom.
"Mom, why would you invite us to some kid’s party? If you haven’t noticed, I’m not some dumb kid."
"Jeff," said his mother, "We just moved here; we should show that we want to spend time with our neighbors. Now, we’re going to that party, and that’s final." Jeff started to talk, but stopped himself, knowing that he couldn’t do anything. Whenever his mom said something, it was final. He walked up to his room and plopped down on his bed. He sat there looking at his ceiling when suddenly, he got a weird feeling. Not so much a pain, but… a weird feeling. He dismissed it as just some random feeling. He heard his mother call him down to get his stuff, and he walked down to get it.
The next day, Jeff walked down stairs to get breakfast and got ready for school. As he sat there, eating his breakfast, he once again got that feeling. This time it was stronger. It gave him a slight tugging pain, but he once again dismissed it. As he and Liu finished breakfast, they walked down to the bus stop. They sat there waiting for the bus, and then, all of a sudden, some kid on a skateboard jumped over them, only inches above their laps. They both jumped back in surprise. “Hey, what the hell?”
The kid landed and turned back to them. He kicked his skate board up and caught it with his hands. The kid seems to be about twelve; one year younger than Jeff. He wears a Aeropostale shirt and ripped blue jeans.
"Well, well, well. It looks like we got some new meat." Suddenly, two other kids appeared. One was super skinny and the other was huge. "Well, since you’re new here, I’d like to introduce ourselves, over there is Keith." Jeff and Liu looked over to the skinny kid. He had a dopey face that you would expect a sidekick to have. "And he’s Troy." They looked over at the fat kid. Talk about a tub of lard. This kid looked like he hadn’t exercised since he was crawling.
"And I," said the first kid, "am Randy. Now, for all the kids in this neighborhood there is a small price for bus fare, if you catch my drift." Liu stood up, ready to punch the lights out of the kid’s eyes when one of his friends pulled a knife on him. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, I had hoped you would be more cooperative, but it seems we must do this the hard way." The kid walked up to Liu and took his wallet out of his pocket. Jeff got that feeling again. Now, it was truly strong; a burning sensation. He stood up, but Liu gestured him to sit down. Jeff ignored him and walked up to the kid.
"Listen here you little punk, give back my bro’s wallet or else." Randy put the wallet in his pocket and pulled out his own knife.
"Oh? And what will you do?" Just as he finished the sentence, Jeff popped the kid in the nose. As Randy reached for his face, Jeff grabbed the kid’s wrist and broke it. Randy screamed and Jeff grabbed the knife from his hand. Troy and Keith rushed Jeff, but Jeff was too quick. He threw Randy to the ground. Keith lashed out at him, but Jeff ducked and stabbed him in the arm. Keith dropped his knife and fell to the ground screaming. Troy rushd him too, but Jeff didn’t even need the knife. He just punched Troy straight in the stomach and Troy went down. As he fell, he puked all over. Liu could do nothing but look in amazement at Jeff.
"Jeff how’d you?" that was all he said. They saw the bus coming and knew they’d be blamed for the whole thing. So they started running as fast as they could. As they ran, they looked back and saw the bus driver rushing over to Randy and the others. As Jeff and Liu made it to school, they didn’t dare tell what happened. All they did was sit and listen. Liu just thought of that as his brother beating up a few kids, but Jeff knew it was more. It was something, scary. As he got that feeling he felt how powerful it was, the urge to just, hurt someone. He didn’t like how it sounded, but he couldn’t help feeling happy. He felt that strange feeling go away, and stay away for the entire day of school. Even as he walked home due to the whole thing near the bus stop, and how now he probably wouldn’t be taking the bus anymore, he felt happy. When he got home his parents asked him how his day was, and he said, in a somewhat ominous voice, "It was a wonderful day." Next morning, he heard a knock at his front door. He walked down to find two police officers at the door, his mother looking back at him with an angry look.
"Jeff, these officers tell me that you attacked three kids. That it wasn’t regular fighting, and that they were stabbed. Stabbed, son!" Jeff’s gaze fell to the floor, showing his mother that it was true.
"Mom, they were the ones who pulled the knives on me and Liu."
"Son," said one of the cops," We found three kids, two stabbed, one having a bruise on his stomach, and we have witnesses proving that you fled the scene. Now, what does that tell us?" Jeff knew it was no use. He could say him and Liu had been attacked, but then there was no proof it was not them who attacked first. They couldn’t say that they weren’t fleeing, because truth be told they were. So Jeff couldn’t defend himself or Liu.
"Son, call down your brother." Jeff couldn’t do it, since it was him who beat up all the kids.
"Sir, it…it was me. I was the one who beat up the kids. Liu tried to hold me back, but he couldn’t stop me." The cop looked at his partner and they both nod.
"Well kid, looks like a year in Juvy…"
"Wait!" says Liu. They all looked up to see him holding a knife. The officers pulled their guns and locked them on Liu.
"It was me, I beat up those little punks. Have the marks to prove it." He lifted up his sleeves to reveal cuts and bruises, as if he was in a struggle.
"Son, just put the knife down," said the officer. Liu held up the knife and dropped it to the ground. He put his hands up and walked over to the cops.
"No Liu, it was me! I did it!" Jeff had tears running down his face.
"Huh, poor bro. Trying to take the blame for what I did. Well, take me away." The police led Liu out to the patrol car.
"Liu, tell them it was me! Tell them! I was the one who beat up those kids!" Jeff’s mother put her hands on his shoulders.
"Jeff please, you don’t have to lie. We know it’s Liu, you can stop." Jeff watched helplessly as the cop car speeds off with Liu inside. A few minutes later Jeff’s dad pulled into the driveway, seeing Jeff’s face and knowing something was wrong.
"Son, son what is it?" Jeff couldn’t answer. His vocal cords were strained from crying. Instead, Jeff’s mother walked his father inside to break the bad news to him as Jeff wept in the driveway. After an hour or so Jeff walked back in to the house, seeing that his parents were both shocked, sad, and disappointed. He couldn’t look at them. He couldn’t see how they thought of Liu when it was his fault. He just went to sleep, trying to get the whole thing off his mind. Two days went by, with no word from Liu at JDC. No friends to hang out with. Nothing but sadness and guilt. That is until Saturday, when Jeff is woke up by his mother, with a happy, sunshiny face.
"Jeff, it’s the day." she said as she opened up the curtains and let light flood into his room.
"What, what’s today?" asked Jeff as he stirs awake.
"Why, it’s Billy’s party." He was now fully awake.
"Mom, you’re joking, right? You don’t expect me to go to some kid’s party after…" There was a long pause.
"Jeff, we both know what happened. I think this party could be the thing that brightens up the past days. Now, get dressed." Jeff’s mother walked out of the room and downstairs to get ready herself. He fought himself to get up. He picked out a random shirt and pair of jeans and walked down stairs. He saw his mother and father all dressed up; his mother in a dress and his father in a suit. He thought, why they would ever wear such fancy clothes to a kid’s party?
"Son, is that all your going to wear?" said Jeff’s mom.
"Better than wearing too much." he said. His mother pushed down the feeling to yell at him and hid it with a smile.
"Now Jeff, we may be over-dressed, but this is how you go if you want to make an impression." said his father. Jeff grunted and went back up to his room.
"I don’t have any fancy clothes!" he yelled down stairs.
"Just pick out something." called his mother. He looked around in his closet for what he would call fancy. He found a pair of black dress pants he had for special occasions and an undershirt. He couldn’t find a shirt to go with it though. He looked around, and found only striped and patterned shirts. None of which go with dress pants. Finally he found a white hoodie and put it on.
"You’re wearing that?" they both said. His mother looked at her watch. "Oh, no time to change. Let’s just go." She said as she herded Jeff and his father out the door. They crossed the street over to Barbara and Billy’s house. They knocked on the door and at it appeared that Barbara, just like his parents, way over-dressed. As they walked inside all Jeff could see were adults, no kids.
"The kids are out in the yard. Jeff, how about you go and meet some of them?" said Barbara.
Jeff walked outside to a yard full of kids. They were running around in weird cowboy costumes and shooting each other with plastic guns. He might as well be standing in a Toys R Us. Suddenly a kid came up to him and handed him a toy gun and hat.
"Hey. Wanna pway?" he said.
"Ah, no kid. I’m way too old for this stuff." The kid looked at him with that weird puppydog face.
"Pwease?" said the kid. "Fine," said Jeff. He put on the hat and started to pretend shoot at the kids. At first he thought it was totally ridiculous, but then he started to actually have fun. It might not have been super cool, but it was the first time he had done something that took his mind off of Liu. So he played with the kids for a while, until he heard a noise. A weird rolling noise. Then it hit him. Randy, Troy, and Keith all jumped over the fence on their skateboards. Jeff dropped the fake gun and ripped off the hat. Randy looked at Jeff with a burning hatred.
"Hello, Jeff, is it?" he said. "We have some unfinished business." Jeff saw his bruised nose." I think we’re even. I beat the crap out of you, and you get my brother sent to JDC."
Randy got an angry look in his eyes. “Oh no, I don’t go for even, I go for winning. You may have kicked our asses that one day, but not today.” As he said that Randy rushed at Jeff. They both fell to the ground. Randy punched Jeff in the nose, and Jeff grabbed him by the ears and head butted him. Jeff pushed Randy off of him and both rose to their feet. Kids were screaming and parents were running out of the house. Troy and Keith both pulled guns out of their pockets.
"No one interrupts or guts will fly!" they said. Randy pulled a knife on Jeff and stabbed it into his shoulder.
Jeff screamed and fell to his knees. Randy started kicking him in the face. After three kicks Jeff grabs his foot and twists it, causing Randy to fall to the ground. Jeff stood up and walked towards the back door. Troy grabbed him.
"Need some help?" He picks Jeff up by the back of the collar and throws him through the patio door. As Jeff tries to stand he is kicked down to the ground. Randy repeatedly starts kicking Jeff, until he starts to cough up blood.
"Come on Jeff, fight me!" He picks Jeff up and throws him into the kitchen. Randy sees a bottle of vodka on the counter and smashes the glass over Jeff’s head.
"Fight!" He throws Jeff back into the living room.
"Come on Jeff, look at me!" Jeff glances up, his face riddled with blood. "I was the one who got your brother sent to JDC! And now you’re just gonna sit here and let him rot in there for a whole year! You should be ashamed!" Jeff starts to get up.
"Oh, finally! you stand and fight!" Jeff is now to his feet, blood and vodka on his face. Once again he gets that strange feeling, the one in which he hasn’t felt for a while. "Finally. He’s up!" says Randy as he runs at Jeff. That’s when it happens. Something inside Jeff snaps. His psyche is destroyed, all rational thinking is gone, all he can do, is kill. He grabs Randy and pile drives him to the ground. He gets on top of him and punches him straight in the heart. The punch causes Randy’s heart to stop. As Randy gasps for breath. Jeff hammers down on him. Punch after punch, blood gushes from Randy’s body, until he takes one final breath, and dies.
Everyone is looking at Jeff now. The parents, the crying kids, even Troy and Keith. Although they easily break from their gaze and point their guns at Jeff. Jeff see’s the guns trained on him and runs for the stairs. As he runs Troy and Keith let out fire on him, each shot missing. Jeff runs up the stairs. He hears Troy and Keith follow up behind. As they let out their final rounds of bullets Jeff ducks into the bathroom. He grabs the towel rack and rips it off the wall. Troy and Keith race in, knives ready.
Troy swings his knife at Jeff, who backs away and bangs the towel rack into Troy’s face. Troy goes down hard and now all that’s left is Keith. He is more agile than Troy though, and ducks when Jeff swings the towel rack. He dropped the knife and grabbed Jeff by the neck. He pushed him into the wall. A thing of bleach fell down on top of him from the top shelf. It burnt both of them and they both started to scream. Jeff wiped his eyes as best as he could. He pulled back the towel rack and swung it straight into Keith’s head. As he lay there, bleeding to death, he let out an ominous smile.
"What’s so funny?" asked Jeff. Keith pulled out a lighter and switched it on. "What’s funny," he said, "Is that you’re covered in bleach and alcohol." Jeff’s eyes widened as Keith threw the lighter at him. As soon as the flame made contact with him, the flames ignited the alcohol in the vodka. While the alcohol burned him, the bleach bleached his skin. Jeff let out a terrible screech as he caught on fire. He tried to roll out the fire but it was no use, the alcohol had made him a walking inferno. He ran down the hall, and fell down the stairs. Everybody started screaming as they saw Jeff, now a man on fire, drop to the ground, nearly dead. The last thing Jeff saw was his mother and the other parents trying to extinguish the flame. That’s when he passed out.
When Jeff woke he had a cast wrapped around his face. He couldn’t see anything, but he felt a cast on his shoulder, and stitches all over his body. He tried to stand up, but he realized that there was some tube in his arm, and when he tried to get up it fell out, and a nurse rushed in.
"I don’t think you can get out of bed just yet." she said as she put him back in his bed and re-inserted the tube. Jeff sat there, with no vision, no idea of what his surroundings were. Finally, after hours, he heard his mother.
"Honey, are you okay?" she asked. Jeff couldn’t answer though, his face was covered, and he was unable to speak. "Oh honey, I have great news. After all the witnesses told the police that Randy confessed of trying to attack you, they decided to let Liu go." This made Jeff almost bolt up, stopping halfway, remembering the tube coming out of his arm. "He’ll be out by tomorrow, and then you two will be able to be together again."
Jeff’s mother hugs Jeff and says her goodbyes. The next couple of weeks were those where Jeff was visited by his family. Then came the day where his bandages were to be removed. His family were all there to see it, what he would look like. As the doctors unwrapped the bandages from Jeff’s face everyone was on the edge of their seats. They waited until the last bandage holding the cover over his face was almost removed.
"Let’s hope for the best," said the doctor. He quickly pulls the cloth; letting the rest fall from Jeff’s face.
Jeff’s mother screams at the sight of his face. Liu and Jeff’s dad stare awe-struck at his face.
"What? What happened to my face?" Jeff said. He rushed out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He looked in the mirror and saw the cause of the distress. His face. It…it’s horrible. His lips were burnt to a deep shade of red. His face was turned into a pure white color, and his hair singed from brown to black. He slowly put his hand to his face. It had a sort of leathery feel to it now. He looked back at his family then back at the mirror.
"Jeff," said Liu, "It’s not that bad…."
"Not that bad?" said Jeff," It’s perfect!" His family were equally surprised. Jeff started laughing uncontrollably His parents noticed that his left eye and hand were twitching.
"Uh… Jeff, are you okay?"
"Okay? I’ve never felt more happy! Ha ha ha ha ha haaaaaa, look at me. This face goes perfectly with me!" He couldn’t stop laughing. He stroked his face feeling it. Looking at it in the mirror. What caused this? Well, you may recall that when Jeff was fighting Randy something in his mind, his sanity, snapped. Now he was left as a crazy killing machine, that is, his parents didn’t know.
"Doctor," said Jeff’s mom, "Is my son… alright, you know. In the head?"
"Oh yes, this behavior is typical for patients that have taken very large amounts of pain killers. If his behavior doesn’t change in a few weeks, bring him back here, and we’ll give him a psychological test."
"Oh thank you doctor." Jeff’s mother went over to Jeff." Jeff, sweety. It’s time to go."
Jeff looks away from the mirror, his face still formed into a crazy smile. “Kay mommy, ha ha haaaaaaaaaaaa!” his mother took him by the shoulder and took him to get his clothes.
"This is what came in," said the lady at the desk. Jeff’s mom looked down to see the black dress pants and white hoodie her son wore. Now they were clean of blood and now stitched together. Jeff’s mother led him to his room and made him put his clothes on. Then they left, not knowing that this was their final day of life.
Later that night, Jeff’s mother woke to a sound coming from the bathroom. It sounded as if someone was crying. She slowly walked over to see what it was. When she looked into the bathroom she saw a horrendous sight. Jeff had taken a knife and carved a smile into his cheeks.
"Jeff, what are you doing?" asked his mother.
Jeff looked over to his mother. “I couldn’t keep smiling mommy. It hurt after awhile. Now, I can smile forever. Jeff’s mother noticed his eyes, ringed in black.
"Jeff, your eyes!" His eyes were seemingly never closing.
"I couldn’t see my face. I got tired and my eyes started to close. I burned out the eyelids so I could forever see myself; my new face." Jeff’s mother slowly started to back away, seeing that her son was going insane. "What’s wrong mommy? Aren’t I beautiful?
"Yes son," she said, "Yes you are. L-let me go get daddy, so he can see your face." She ran into the room and shook Jeff’s dad from his sleep. "Honey, get the gun we….." She stopped as she saw Jeff in the doorway, holding a knife.
"Mommy, you lied." That’s the last thing they hear as Jeff rushes them with the knife, gutting both of them.
His brother Liu woke up, startled by some noise. He didn’t hear anything else, so he just shut his eyes and tried to go back to sleep. As he was on the border of slumber, he got the strangest feeling that someone was watching him. He looked up, before Jeff’s hand covered his mouth. He slowly raised the knife ready to plunge it into Liu. Liu thrashed here and there trying to escape Jeff’s grip.
"Shhhhhhh," Jeff said. "Just go to slee
for all of my followers and seekers out there from now on on my tumblr account/profile i will show legends of scary,funny and just plain creepy creatures so for today…….slender man
slenderman was created by a production named Parsec productions so heres your story …..The Slender Man was created at the Something Awful Forums in a thread entitled “Create Paranormal Images.” He is described as wearing a black suit strikingly similar to the visage of the notorious Men In Black, and as the name suggests, appears very thin and able to stretch his limbs and torso to inhuman lengths in order to induce fear and ensnare his prey. Once his arms are outstretched, his victims are put into something of a hypnotized state, where they are utterly helpless to stop themselves from walking into them.
Not much is known, as no specific information has been found about origins, but his objective and habitat are made very clear. He has the need to kidnap children, and is seen right before the disappearance of a child or multiple children. He seems to prefer fog enshrouded streets and wooded areas as a way to conceal himself from being noticed. It should also be noted that children have been able to see him when no other adults in the vicinity could. Children also have dreams or nightmares concerning The Slender Man before their disappearance. Confiding these stories to their parents are met with the usual parental admonition: overactive imaginations.
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