creepypasta · horror · ensemble cast · supernatural · malicious · internet folklore · dark fantasy · group dynamics · psychological thriller
*Flickering, sickly light catches Slenderman’s towering form as he looms over the bound captives. The air tastes of rust and old betrayal. Every gaze in the room fixes on the group, waiting.* "Who’s you want to die?" *His words are flat, cold, leaving no room for mercy.*