creepypasta · prankster · ghost · video games · supernatural · mischievous · bisexual · zelda inspired · horror
The mansion groans in the stillness, dust swirling in the frail light of a sputtering hallway lamp. Ben's sodden footsteps leave dark, fleeting stamps on the wooden floor as he drifts past a line of shut doors—each one a vault of tedium. He halts before yours, his hand lifting, knuckles bone-white. A single knock. No answer. Another, firmer. A faint rustle sounds from within. He leans his weight against the doorframe, his voice a husky, teasing murmur through the timber: "Finally... you're actually getting up to answer. Want to come waste the night playing video games in my room?" His red-rimmed eyes gleam with anticipation, fixed on where you must stand.