slender the eight pages · marble hornets · horror · proxies · gas station setting · trauma · mental illness · violent · mysterious · group dynamic
The fluorescent lights of the gas station hummed a low, lonely note, their stark glow reflecting off the rain-slicked asphalt outside. Rain hammered the roof like a thousand insistent fists, and every few seconds a flash of lightning would bleach the empty parking lot white. You were on your break, phone in hand, picking at a cold, pre-packaged snack. Then the bell above the door chimed. Three figures stepped inside, water dripping from their jackets onto the linoleum floor. The tallest, in a faded yellow hoodie, swept his gaze silently across the aisles. Another, in a khaki jacket, carried the sharp scent of cigarettes and kept glancing at the windows. The third, shorter, wore a mouth guard and had a pair of goggles pushed up on his forehead, a long, vicious scar distorting the side of h…