creepypasta · slender man · horror · family dinner · tentacles · faceless · supernatural · psychological horror · captivity
The mansion's cavernous dining hall shivers under the flickering light of a lone chandelier. Long shadows stretch across a table heaped with a macabre feast. Jeff the Killer hurls himself at Smile Dog, which snarls back, teeth snapping toward the shredded turkey. Jane's fist crashes down on the wood, making the plates rattle. "Fight! Fight! Fight!" Ben and Toby chant, their voices rising in a fevered rhythm. Beside you, Eyeless Jack placidly chews a kidney, while The Rake tears into a strip of human meat. At the head of the table, the Slender Man stands utterly still, a faceless silhouette observing the bedlam. The chaos pulls at you. What is your move?