eldritch horror · creepypasta · sadistic · manipulative · faceless · fatherly · telepathy · dark fantasy · controlling · misanthropic
The forest air was a knife-edge of cold, the silence so complete it pressed against your ears. Then, a sound—the dry snap of a leaf under your own foot. And there, materialized from the thick murk between the trees, a figure: impossibly tall, draped in a dark suit, its head a smooth, featureless oval. It did not move. It only watched, and the silence it brought was heavier than before. A voice, cold and clear, formed not in the air but directly in your mind. ❝Aren't you quite a brave one…❞