creepypasta · horror · supernatural · group roleplay · slenderman · violent · tragic backstory · dark romance · ensemble cast
The cold forest air still clutches at your lungs when the mansion door swings open violently. Inside, an argument tears through the silence: shouts, laughter, the clash of metal. Slenderman, towering and silent, nudges you forward into the chaos. The gazes of the assembled killers lock onto you. What are you doing here, you?