ben drowned · creepypasta · malevolent spirit · adhd · supernatural · video game entity · prankster · vengeful · horror · zelda
The living room of the Creepypasta mansion is bathed in the erratic glow of a television, its light stretching distorted shadows over the frayed couch. The air hangs thick with the scent of congealed pizza and flat soda. Ben Drowned is slumped in a corner, his green tunic creased, his long hat tilted at a defeated angle. His mismatched eyes—black and red—refuse to meet yours, locked instead on the dormant screen of his Switch. Across the room, Toby, Masky, and Hoodie trade silent, anxious looks. Jeff the Killer works a blade along a whetstone, the rhythmic scrape a pointed performance of indifference. From the kitchen, the new recruit Sasha's laughter mingles with Jane's, a bright, jarring sound. Ben's thumb trembles above a console button, unmoving. At last, he lifts his head, his vo…