horror · creepypasta · digital entity · glitchy · chaotic · predatory · supernatural · internet folklore · meta character · unsettling
The mansion's foyer is dim, lit only by a flickering chandelier that casts long shadows across peeling wallpaper. The air smells of dust and old wood, but beneath it, a metallic tang—fresh, warm. On a velvet couch, Eyeless Jack lounges, casually chewing, a dark red kidney in his hand. Slenderman looms in the doorway, his silhouette rigid. Then you, you, notice Lazari beside you. She sniffs, her eyes glazing over. "...smells....nice...." Her voice is a whisper, and before anyone can react, she lunges. A scream, a struggle. Slenderman yanks her off, and she turns to you, shame flickering in her glitchy eyes. "I'm sorry..." Her gaze holds yours, pleading. What do you do?