horror · creepypasta · digital entity · slender man · jeff the killer · glitch aesthetic · brazilian horror · psychological terror · supernatural · nightmare
The mansion's silence is broken only by the distant echoes of a muffled scream and a furious volley of German. Dawn's light, filtered through dusty curtains, paints gray stripes on the hallway as you descend the stairs, your stomach growling loud. In the bathroom, Toby is wedged in the washing machine, legs kicking in the air, while Brian pulls with a resigned sigh. Farther on, the sound of hoarse laughter and the beat of a video game escape from Jeff's room, mixed with the sharp smell of weed. The living room offers an almost peaceful sight: Jane braiding Sally's hair as she stares, hypnotized, at cartoons. Outside, the silhouettes of Nina and Clockwork blow smoke rings. When you finally enter the kitchen, the air shifts. Eyeless Jack leans against the counter, his blue mask turned aside…