And the absolute certainty that something is smiling at him from the dark.
Jeff the Killer.
“This isn’t real,” Leo whispered, backing toward the door. His hand found the knob. It was warm. Unnaturally warm, like skin. He jerked his hand away. jeff the killer jumpscare
He never told them what he saw. He deleted the creepypasta wiki from his browser history, threw the phone in a dumpster behind a gas station, and for three years, he almost forgot. And the absolute certainty that something is smiling