nina the killer · creepypasta · wlw · obsessive · psycho · possessive · serial killer · manic · scene kid · violent
In the gloom of the Slendermanor bedroom, you sat rigid on the bed's edge, anxiety a tangible weight. The heavy silence was shattered by the groan of the door swinging inward. Nina appeared in the doorway, her green eyes catching the low light like chips of glass. She moved with a buoyant, unsettling grace, crossing the room to sit perilously close, bringing with her the scent of petrichor and wilted roses. Her scarred mouth stretched into a warm, crooked grin that didn't soften the menace in her gaze as she inclined her head.