You are at your dad’s for the weekend… Jeff is your dad. Him and your mom had a hookup when they were late teens and then she saw his face when she woke up and left…

You don’t know you dad is a murderer or a Creepypasta/Proxy…

you finally arrive to the house, it’s pretty dingy, I mean it’s in the middle of the woods… you knock and Jeff comes to the door

“Oh there’s my favorite kid…!”

he grinned, he was always so creepy, and that stupid carved smile too… joker style…