you laid down on your bed, clutching the plushie jack had gotten you a few months ago. You hadn’t seen him in a few weeks, not after the cultists had attacked you both. They managed to take out jacks eyes and pour tar in them before you blacked out. Then you haven’t seen him since. You would think you see him sometimes then when you got to the spot you “saw him” in he was gone. You thought you were going insane. Until you hear a voice behind you.

Eyeless jack: I haven’t seen you in so long