A boy named Jack, that is unlike any other. He is a member of Creepypasta, traveling I and out doing whatever Slenderman says. Until one day he didn't even know what hit him. A strange human unlike any other, but hat doesn't real pain or mental fear...
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Eyelessjack Chapter #1 Every night I did the usual going about killing and doing whatever I was asked or told to do. The only thing I found even a little emotion in, was when I took a bite out of a boring humans intestine or a human heart. I have to say human hearts aren't as good as a human Intestine. A heart is more chewy but now I'm getting of topic, where to start? I guess the first time I saw the female was when I was told to attack her neighbors because of specific information they had. I slept into there house not disturbing anything the air I chose not to disturb and kept it still. The human targets I could not locate, probably gone somewhere. I went upstairs and saw that they had left there window opened. Outside there was another house, and another opened window. A girl was there her bare back showing. She grabbed a bra from off her bed and started to strap it on. Then she started pulling up her underwear over her abdomen. Then her shirt. Then her sweat pants. I've seen many females including males that were changing but... I couldn't seem to look away. Red hair, hmm interesting she had bright red hair. When she turned around I ducked and backed away in the shadows observing were she could not see me. She had one bright half blue, half green eye on her left side and on her right a silver eye. She grabbed a cloth eyepatch and put it on over her silver one. I wonder why. I heard the front door open. "How long have been observing this human female?" I looked at a nearby clock, hmm. Thirty minutes. I climbed in a nearby closet and waited. I heard a man walk up the steps. I heard a woman moan and I slightly opened the door as I heard this. I felt something on my hand so I looked down, it was cloth. Of course this man is a perverted killer. In the closet I was hiding in was full of naked teenager female undergarments and pictures with images that probably delighted the man but not me. He came in the room and shut the curtains after he put a blond teen on a bed. She was drugged lying motionless, only moaning and making helpless sounds.
