Eyeless Jack Story Creepypasta Novels & Stories

I even racked my brain, trying to deduce if I really didn’t remember what happened. But it’s real. Elysia’s words were real. They really happened, and that dinner did happen. Elysia is the liar and nothing would change that fact, not even the fearful man before me. “We’d have to hasten up your…” he coughed, “Eye surgery process as it seems you might have mistakenly walked into the garden—” I cut him off before he could. “Because I’m blind,” I said without any emotion. He said nothing, but the more his scent met my nostrils, the angrier I got. Though a stupid part of me was still very warm towards him.

Soon, the whole plate is gone and Jack looks sickly. "Jack, are you alright?" I check. He shakes his head, "No." As soon as that's said, I get an ominous feeling. Jack's eyes roll back into his head. "No!" I scream and scream. "Jack! Can you hear me? Jack!" Tears sprint down my face. They blur my vision and make it hard to breathe. I pull as hard as I can to release myself, it fails.

It's clear what's coming and I try to look away but there's a kind of compulsion about the obscene spectacle. One eye is popped out from its socket; carried away, head held high, by its owner, presumably for leisurely consumption elsewhere. The other is eaten in situ, with apparent relish by its rodent gastronome. Juliana's face, already bloodless and bloated, mottled green-black, becomes an eyeless parody: two gaping black holes, seeping black, staring into space. How many of them are there? What happens when they've finished with the corpse?

After a while Jack's hand started to ache so he switched his hand still admiring Alice. The movement while exhanging the hands woke Alice up from her sleep. She slowly opened her eyes and saw a hand in front. She followed the hand to see it's owner only to meet the the ocean like eyes of Jack. No one parted the eye contact. They both were checking rather than admiring each other. Checking what the other person was thinking of, checking how their hearts reacted when they were close and checking whether this was a reality or just their minds playing games with them. Jasmine yawned and stretched as she was also waking up. The yawn snapped the two and brought them out from their fantasy world. J

“Your Lover. So, if you think I can’t pick out some dirty eyeballs, then you must be greatly mistaken. Because right now… I think I’ve gone mad already” And even before Jack could catch his next breath, I drove the knife right into his eye. * * “Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" he yelped. * * Blood. An irritating view. Jack cried out and vibrated in pain as he lost access to his right eye. His hands shook miserably and even the sight was disheartening for me, but the sight of Leo on the bed clouded it all. “Dan it!! Open this door!” The guards yelled from outside.

It took me a short time to fully understand what was happening, Jamaica from behind and suddenly stabbed a knife into my back.Is that the small knife is mine that fell out just now?I fell to the ground in pain, it must have been caused by this son of a debt, he looked at me full of arrogance, rather obnoxious bossy.I felt the pain of a part of the fabric on my skirt, now my dress is like a Tutu.Furthermore, I didn't have a moment's guard, Jamaica from behind me threatened a rope around my neck and squeezed.Where did she get it from?Strangely enough, I tried my best so that she was upside-down, lying on the ground, that little cotton ball muttering something to herself.Now there is not only J

Five years ago, my father's company went bankrupt. Debt collectors threw me off the third floor to pressure my father into paying, but my eyes hit the stone below, and my right eyeball was forcibly removed. My father paid off the debt and used the last of our money to give me a prosthetic eye. I had never told anyone about this, so no one knew one of my eyes was fake. It was not until the day when I recalled how Snowie could hear my thoughts that I realized something was not right.

He looked at the dust on the floor, then at Jack's glowing purple eyes. Terror is contagious. The thugs behind One-Eyed took a step back. "He... he's a warlock!" one of them shouted. "I am the King," Jack lied. He felt black spots dancing in his vision. He was about to pass out. But he held the stare. "And this is my court. Leave. Before I decide to rust your lungs." One-Eyed scrambled to his feet. He didn't look back. He ran. His gang followed, tripping over themselves to get away from the monster on the pallet.

I nodded. "Your wish is my command, my Queen. I'll take my blindfold now," I warned everybody else, and touched the knot Sohan made before then began to unmake it. Folding it and putting it on my lap, I blinked, getting used to the light again. I heard lots of gasps, probably because most people here have never seen my eyes, they must be mesmerized.

Just what was behind this mystery? His gut instinct told him not to touch but… reaching out he grasped the link and before Gerald could get what happened, Jack suddenly sat up, opening his eyes, his pupils had varnished leaving only his sclera that was glowing white. His hollow-looking eyes glared at Gerald, who had already removed his hand from the link while in a startle by Jack's sudden wake, he stood there frozen from Jack's glare. Jack lowered his eyes slowly, freeing Gerald and making him stumble away from him, looking up to Jerry and Carl who was still dumb-struck at the sudden turn of events,