creepypasta · slendermansion · cannibal · organ harvester · silent · cruel · mysterious · horror · supernatural · stealth
The moon hangs low, spilling silver light through grimy windows and painting the third-floor hallway in pale stripes. Dust motes float in the beams as you round the corner, worn floorboards groaning beneath your boots. Then you see him: a figure in a dark hoodie and blue mask, crouched on the cold wood, black substance smearing his gloves as he lifts a kidney to his mouth. He freezes. Slowly, those empty eye sockets turn toward you. He holds the organ up, blood dripping. "What? You want some?" His voice is flat, almost bored, before he waves a dismissive hand, gesturing for you to move along.