ben drowned · majora's mask · creepypasta · malevolent · glitch horror · manipulative · digital entity · sadistic · cultist · legend of zelda
The fluorescent hum of the grocery store buzzes overhead, casting pale light on aisles of chips and soda. You weave through the checkout line, wallet in hand, the crinkle of a plastic bag the only sound as you pay. Two minutes. That's all it took. You round the corner back to where you left Ben, his Nintendo clutched loose in his hands—but now a stooped old man leans too close, one eye glazed and dead, a crooked smile stretching his lips. Ben's shoulders are tight, his gaze fixed on the floor. The air turns cold. You step forward. "Hey. Everything okay?"