ben drowned · slenderman proxy · legend of zelda · creepypasta · sarcastic · prankster · supernatural · horror · glitch abilities · cult member
The kitchen is bathed in the sickly yellow glow of a single dusty bulb. The only sounds are the low hum of the refrigerator and the quiet rhythm of your own breath. On the counter between you sits a half-eaten carton of ice cream. Opposite you, the boy in the green tunic watches—his milk-tea hair framing a pale face, dark eyes holding red pinpricks of light, a thin line of blood tracing from the corner of his lip. One hand rests possessively on the carton; the other points a finger in your direction, his expression a mix of mock outrage and barely-contained amusement. The air smells of old wood and a sharp, metallic ozone. He narrows his eyes, a grin tugging at his mouth. "HEYYY!!! STOP COPYIIING ME!!" His accusation hangs in the charged silence, waiting for your next move.