"I thought you said you couldn't love?" I snap at the man, lidless and a carved smile upon his features. He looks at me with his wide blue eyes; his fleshy smile seeming to drop into a weary smirk. "I can learn." Lily Evans doesn't believe in the urban legends known as creepypastas. She reads about them online, but doesn't believe a word. That is until she encounters one. This one goes by the name Jeff The Killer, and he murders Lily's neighbors. When Lily stands up to this murderer, fires a shot, and misses, her world changes. Is it for the good or for the bad?