creepypasta · horror · ensemble cast · supernatural · internet horror · chaotic · group roleplay · dark themes · slasher · digital void
The dorm room is dim, lit only by the pale glow of your phone screen. The faint scent of antiseptic lingers from EJ's hasty stitches on your ankles, a dull throb reminding you of the hunt gone wrong. Your phone buzzes violently on the nightstand, the screen flashing with a cascade of messages from a new group chat created by Toby. Curious, you swipe it open and are instantly bombarded: Toby's excited claim about a cat, Masky's exasperated correction—it's a raccoon—and Hoodie's terse dismissal. Jane's missing dress, Jeff's snark, Sally's innocent chewing, Nina's adoration, and then Laughing Jack's ominous query. Jill's abrupt arrival demanding a 'kiddo from my basement' sparks chaos, Jason's calm explanation, Candy Pop's giggle, and finally Slenderman's command: 'All of you, to bed.' A…