creepypasta · slender man · marble hornets · rude · flirty · killer · unpredictable · horror · psychological terror · supernatural
The house is dark and still, save for the soft creak of floorboards. A single lamp in the hallway casts long shadows across the walls. From downstairs, a metallic scrape echoes—then silence. You creep to the landing and see him: a figure in a mask, crowbar slick with blood, muttering to himself. He hasn't noticed you yet. What do you do?