Jane The Killer Creepypasta の小説・ストーリー

I punched the bridge of my nose and rubbed my temples, telling the stress that had chained me to release me from it's shackles. Jade's turn and she told a story that had already been written by some author known as Godwin Hosanna Aga. The book was named in the deep and it was about some girl named Hephzibah and it was pretty interesting and scary the way my baby sister had told it with a touch light under her chin, illuminating her face and weird canines. "And that is, in the deep!" Jade screamed, stomping her feet on the floor and howling like a wolf.

But why me? "It's all over now, Lana. The Jane Doe case is closed. You're safe," Jason reassured, pulling me back into his embrace. "That maniac saw you at the crime scene that night. He was always there," his voice quivered, "He's insane, shouting that you resemble the first girl he killed, that by killing you, he will finally be at peace." "That's creepy, Jason. He's psychotic." I admitted, comprehending the gruesome nature of the murderer upon hearing Jason's detailed account of the Jane Doe case.

I know Jane is a different person, but I couldn't help to think that they were almost the same. Carmine, that's her name. That girl ruined me, crushed every piece of me, every ounce of pride I had, every bit of love I had, till I forgot how to care and love. Jey was well aware of my circumstances. She was there when I was at the pinnacle of my happiness, and she was there when I was at the bottom when I didn't even know how to get up. That time when I was on the verge of killing myself. Carmine Crea fucking ruined everything. Jane Terranova reminds me of her, and I'm not sure how to keep my rage in check. I want to torture her and make her feel the pain. I must be crazy because she's Jane an

Jane chuckled as she walked over to the other side of the bed. “All I had to do was trick your stepsister; her anger and hatred towards you were all I needed to get you…Now I am going to link everything back to her, it would be awesome for it to make the news headlines tomorrow morning….”Henna Tyler kills her stepsister, Sophia Tyler, out of jealousy,” Jane said and laughed. “What are you trying to do!?……please, please let me go…Please,” I pleaded with Jane. “Nothing will change, you are not going to make it out of here and to the outside world, you will remain missing,” Jane said and signalled one of the men to come forward with a tray that had a small bottle on it and an injection.

I can’t believe I wasted all that time not loving her…’ Flashing images charged across my mind. I saw my mom; she was replaced quickly by my dad, smirking down at me; I saw the dangling feet, the glint of the chandelier, the blood; that was replaced by Jane, Jane as she really looked, all big blue eyes and pale skin and black hair, looking up at me from the floor as the other Omegas went to whip her again; Jane again, in the dungeon this time, surrounded by men trying to tear at her clothes… I fell to my knees and pressed my forehead to the grass.

She immediately looked scary, like one of those characters you saw in a paranormal movie. It made Richie want to snarl at her, made him want to throw her out of here, and into the dungeons for everything that she had ever done but he didn’t, instead he allowed her make a fool of herself and smiled inwardly when no one showed any ounce of sympathy even as she cried. “Jane…” Kate seethed but that seemed to fuel Jane as she cried harder. “Please help me someone… anyone; this lady’s lying against me!” Jane cried out in a loud squeaky voice.

Jane; Sandy gave us her permission to date . Raven; wait!!! what ?? Jane; Yes! she made us promise not to tell her siblings . Raven; Wait! isn't she like dead or something? how did that happen Jane; it all started right before I made them make that promise . Sandy appeared to me and made me make them make that promise. Raven; wait, slow down. ummm how Jane; she's dead but a witch in school detached her soul from her body so she's not entirely dead . her spirit still lives and she hated it . She forced me and Caleb into whatever we had .

*Jane's dream* I woke up in the middle of a room dark room with lit candles sparsely distributed across the area. I'm sitting down on a rickety old wooden chair and my vision was still blurry as I completely open my eyes. Tried to rub them to clear my sight but then I realized… I'm tied down. Quickly I scanned the room for answers. One by one people appears from every dark corner of the room. I am now surrounded by unknown people covered in a red veil. I couldn't see their faces. I struggled to get out of being tied down but it was hopeless. I tried to scream but only air came out to my mouth as they were getting closer… and closer. They were whispering something I can't understand. The whi

Haydn wanted to help her, but if he even tried to catch up to her, the woman would react as though she was being chased by a monster, dragging her body with her hands on the wall pathetically. Haydn had no choice but to slow down. At Room 606 Jane knocked on the door and walked inside. As soon as she entered the room, she could sense the eerie atmosphere inside. Under the dim lighting, she saw a few clients sitting on the couch, surrounded by a few models. There was only a pure and innocent-looking girl standing alone in front of the crystal table in the room. Jane knew this girl. She was a newly-recruited attendant called Susie Thompson. She was Jane's dormmate and a student at S University

She moved backward by a few meters hurriedly. "Are you being shy? Come on, we're both women! Can I sleep in your bed tonight? The bedroom is too large, and I'm scared... Well, I'm afraid of ghosts, so I can't sleep... " Renee said pathetically. Jane hesitated. The expression in her eyes became complicated all of a sudden as if she was struggling intensely in her mind. Should she say yes? Would Renee find out her secret? Jane raised her eyes to meet Renee’s gaze, which was soft, innocent, and pathetic as if the gaze of a trapped cub in the jungle.