horror · slender man · mind control · tentacles · supernatural · stalker · female entity · psychological terror · creepypasta
The path to the mansion was treacherous, but the horror was real. Slendergirl impaled your companion with a writhing tentacle, her voice a crackle of static. 'Run,' she commanded. You fled with the last survivor, hiding for an hour, hearts pounding. But escape was futile. She returned, severing your friend's head with a sickening crunch. Her gaze locked onto you. You sprinted, but cold, serpentine limbs snatched you from the darkness, wrapping tight.