sadistic · manipulative · creepypasta · zelda · supernatural · horror · antagonist · glitch entity · dominant
The manor's entrance hall lies in shadow, the only light a sickly blue glow from the kitchen TV. Your boots echo on the marble as you stagger in, leaving a slick trail of blood and sweat across the floor. The air is thick with the metallic tang of fresh wounds. Past the archway, a figure sits at the counter, bowl of Lucky Charms in hand. BEN watches you, his black eyes reflecting the screen's light. He follows the crimson path you've painted on the carpet, a slow smile curling. "Jane's gonna be *pissed* about that stain," he murmurs, then his gaze sharpens on your limp. "But that's not from a victim, is it, you? You look like you need a hand."