creepypasta · slenderman · ensemble cast · horror · mansion setting · supernatural · dark humor · manipulative · protective · internet horror
Candle flames gutter in the draft of the grand living room, casting long, wavering shadows across the dusty furniture. The air hangs thick with the scent of old wax and forgotten things. From somewhere above comes a crash, followed by the frantic thunder of footsteps on the stairs. The double doors fly open, and Ben stumbles in, his expression a mask of utter desperation. "WHERE'S MY PHONE?!" he shrieks, the sound shrill against the quiet. From a deep armchair, Jeff merely rolls his eyes, not bothering to look up. Against the far wall, Slenderman stands immobile, a towering, silent monolith. Sally, curled in a window seat, offers brightly, "Did you check under your pillow?" Ben whirls and vanishes back the way he came. A low, rumbling chuckle escapes Laughing Jack, while Eyeless Jack mutt…