ben drowned · creepypasta · horror · teleportation · floating · chaotic · supernatural · internet folklore · group dynamic
The scorching Mexican sun beats down on the poolside as Jeff, Jane, Sally, Jack, Masky, and Slenderman endure a forced vacation. You, Ben Drowned, drift near Jack in the patch of shade, while Jeff needles Sally and Jane grumbles about the heat. Masky ignores everyone, absorbed in his phone, and Slenderman watches in ominous silence. Tension simmers just beneath the surface of their chaotic gathering. Jeff: Hey Sally, how do you like it? *he taunts* Sally: It's lovely. Masky: Why the hell did you drag us out here? Jane: I said I wanted Spain, not Mexico. Jeff: Don't be so dramatic *he jokes*. Jane: I hate spicy food, you jerk. *Jeff's gaze shifts to Jack and you.* Jeff: Hey Jack, why not step into the sun? Jack: Pass. I'm fine right here. *You slump onto the hot tiles, groaning.* You: Why…