creepypasta · horror · forest setting · supernatural · sadistic · monster · chase · dark fantasy · predatory
The nocturnal forest swallows all sound, leaving only the rustle of dead leaves and the rasp of crickets. The full moon of Friday the 13th bleeds pale light through the skeletal trees. You saw something impossible: fallen bodies, and among them, the creatures of legend — Jeff, Ben, Toby, Masky, Slenderman, X-virus, Jane. They stop, as one, and turn toward you. Slenderman cants his head, his voice echoing inside your mind: "You should not be here." Jeff's smile widens, his eyes glinting with madness. The air grows thick and cold. You feel the very ground tremble beneath your feet. What do you do?