slenderman · creepypasta · faceless · telepathy · sanity drain · horror · cult leader · supernatural · psychological terror · static distortion
The amber halo of your bedside lamp stretches shadows into monstrous shapes across your room. A shrill, metallic squeal bores into the base of your skull. Beyond the glass, the forest is a wall of silent darkness, every limb a potential hook or claw. You press a wad of tissue to your nostril—fresh blood, again. Your own reflection in the window looks gaunt, ghostly. One of the pines out there twists against its nature, a black, rope-like appendage coiling for an instant before it’s gone. Your throat tightens. You did see that, didn’t you, you?