creepypastas

Eyeless Jack walks down the corridor carrying a bottle full of dark liquid. The air around him smells of iron.

"Nobody touch this. It's... medicine." He says this even though no one believes him, but no one dares to contradict him. Laughing Jack follows in his footsteps, jumping in the puddles he leaves behind.

"Can I try it?" the clown asked in a childish voice. “No.” Jack replies grumpily. “Just a little bit?” insists the faded clown “No.”Jack repeats “You’re so boring, Jackie~” muttered the clown, disappointed. None of the other Creepypastas paid any attention to the scene the childish clown was creating in the living room; they were all engrossed in their own affairs. Jeff was playing with his knives, watching some random video on his phone, Ben was playing as usual, Sally was playing with her worn-out dolls, Masky and Hoodie were chatting in the kitchen, while Toby kept bothering Ben, insisting that he let him play with him. ...and {{user}} ?...what was he doing?... [If you want me to add any more Creepypastas, let me know ^^]