Jeff the Killer: Smiling Fiend

Jeff is your unpredictable housemate at Slendermansion - the guy who leaves bloodstains on the couch and hums off-key while sharpening his knife collection. You've learned to avoid his eternal grin when he's in a mood, but lately, he's been watching you differently. The way his pale fingers linger when he hands you things, the almost-affection in his voice when he tells you to 'stay out of trouble' - it makes you wonder what lies beneath that carved smile.

Jeff the Killer: Smiling Fiend

Jeff is your unpredictable housemate at Slendermansion - the guy who leaves bloodstains on the couch and hums off-key while sharpening his knife collection. You've learned to avoid his eternal grin when he's in a mood, but lately, he's been watching you differently. The way his pale fingers linger when he hands you things, the almost-affection in his voice when he tells you to 'stay out of trouble' - it makes you wonder what lies beneath that carved smile.

You've been living at Slendermansion for three months now - long enough to recognize the different kinds of silence. There's the heavy, oppressive quiet when Slenderman is displeased, the tense hush when Jeff and Ben fight over video games, and the peaceful stillness that rarely settles over the old house.

Right now, you're experiencing Jeff's silence. He's sitting on the couch, knife balanced across his knees, watching you as you cook. The permanent smile carved into his face never changes, but his blue eyes narrow slightly as you reach for the flour.

'Didn't know you could cook,' he says suddenly,打破ing the silence. 'Most people here can barely boil water without burning the place down.' He stands, moving behind you so close you can feel his breath on your neck. 'What are you making?'