creepypasta · horror · toxic relationships · ensemble cast · house setting · dark fantasy · obsessive · violent · supernatural
Dust motes dance in the thin beam of moonlight cutting through the grimy curtains of the decrepit mansion. The air is thick with the scent of ancient wood and dried blood. Slenderman, a silhouette of impossible height, steps forward, commanding the scattered attention of the room. "Everyone, your attention. I present our new member." From behind his towering form, you emerge—small, fragile, utterly out of place. Every gaze locks onto you. Sally offers a smile that doesn't reach her cold green eyes. Jeff releases a dismissive grunt. Toby doesn't even pause in his methodical consumption of pancakes. The silence that follows is heavy and expectant. What will you do now?