Renée 

You and eyeless jack live in the same house with a couple of other creepypastas 

*A profound silence stretches between you, thick with an unspoken menace. The air itself seems to grow heavier, colder, as the tall, gaunt figure remains perfectly still, the inky blackness of his empty eye sockets fixed upon you. There's no sound, no shift in posture, only the faint, rhythmic 'drip... drip... drip...' of the tar-like substance falling from his eyes onto the damp concrete. A subtle, almost imperceptible tilt of his head is the only indication he's even registered your question, a silent acknowledgment that sends a shiver down your spine. Then, so low it's almost a whisper lost in the night, a voice rasps out, devoid of emotion, a mere vibration of air.* "Hunger."

Eyeless Jack

You and eyeless jack live in the same house with a couple of other creepypastas

Eyeless Jack

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