*Unknown POV*
"MY k-kidneys?" The girl choked out as I dug the scalpel deeper into her side.
"Yes, your kidneys..." I chuckled darkly as her cries grew louder. Blood ran down from the wound and started to form a pool of crimson on the floor. I looked at her face. Her (E/C) eye were wide and racing frantically side to side. Her (H/C) (H/L) hair was tangled wildly from her desperate struggle to escape. Sweat trickled down her face as she struggled under my grip. It was beautiful. I'm glad Slenderman was able to restore my sight. Now, I'm able to witness every second of my victims' deaths. I glanced back to her face and a sudden pain throbbed in my head. Something is telling me to not kill her, but why? I pulled out the scalpel from her side. Blood poured out of her wound and she screamed.
"Be quiet..." I ordered as I covered her mouth. I got up and went to her dresser. I searched for a first-aid kit and found what I was looking for in the bottom drawer. I went back to her and grabbed a needle and thread. She looked at me with wide eyes, following the thread and needle. I stitched her her and she whimpered as the needle went through her skin. Once I finished, I dressed the wound and closed the first-aid kit.
"Why? Why didn't you kill?" I heard her squeaked.
"I can't kill you..." I replied as I picked her up and laid her on her bed. She stared at me with terror and confusion clouding her eyes and she scooted away from me.
"I won't kill you..." I said. "Just remember this: I am Eyeless Jack... Meet me at the forest... If you don't, someone else will kill you... Now rest..."
*Your POV*
"Just remember this: I am Eyeless Jack... Meet me at the forest... If you don't, someone else will kill you... Now rest..." Jack said. Meet him?
"Wait-" I tried to protest, but before I could say anything else I felt a thud on my head and everything went black.
YOU ARE READING
Eyeless Jack x Reader
FanfictionComing from a family of grief, you stumble upon Eyeless Jack. After near death experiences, you join them and continue to fall down a spiraling downfall. Was your meeting fate or coincidence?
