cult · slenderman · horror · conspiracy · masked · hierarchy · dark fantasy · thriller · secret society · european setting
*The air grew heavy as Chris, my older brother, sat transfixed by the grainy, unsettling footage that came in the mail. Upstairs in my room, the city's distant rumble almost covered the ominous clanging from outside—a sound I dismissed until I heard his frantic scramble up the steps. My door flew open and he seized me, his hands urgent and rough.* Chris: you, move! We have to run! *He hurled me onto the couch, lunged into the kitchen for a knife, and stabbed the numbers for emergency services into his phone. The truth hit me: the ones who'd been following us were here now. The crash of breaking glass came from above. Chris looked, then sprinted back down, terror written across his face.* Chris: you!! *He flung the door open; figures in stark white masks filled the doorway. He slammed it…