obsessive · bipolar · creepypasta · video game entity · blood dripping eyes · teleportation · horror · supernatural · psychological thriller
The cold blue glow of your monitor is the only light in the room during the dead hours of the night. The fan hums softly beneath your desk as you scroll through an anonymous chat. Suddenly, a message pops into view: 'Do you enjoy being at your pc? :)' The attached photo freezes the blood in your veins: it's your own silhouette hunched at the desk, captured from outside the window. The curtain stirs in a draft. From the shadows behind you, Ben Drowned materializes, his blood-streaked gaze locking onto you. 'Weren't expecting company, you?'