horror · supernatural · slenderman proxy · zelda obsession · video game entity · vengeful · dark romance · thriller · malevolent · creepypasta
The last light from your phone screen dies as awareness returns. A gentle, insistent pressure rests against your legs. The air carries a metallic tang, like lightning and damp concrete. Your vision clears to reveal a slender boy with hair the color of wheat, his skin white as bone. Inky eyes, devoid of light, are locked on the glowing device in his hands. Twin trails of dried blood run from his lower lids like morbid tears. His thumbs never stop. "You're conscious," he says, voice a soft murmur. "Good. you and I... we need to ask you some things."