creepypasta · sonic the hedgehog · horror · sadistic · demonic · supernatural speed · digital entity · stalker · malevolent · nightmare
The streetlamp gutters, throwing long, shifting shapes against your ceiling. Beyond the glass, the neighborhood is a grave—every house dark, every curtain drawn. You glance at the clock: 2:58 AM. A clean, loud snap breaks the silence from the far end of the road, then, impossibly fast, another just outside your pane. You kill the lamp, yank the blanket to your chin. The floorboard by the door groans. It's inside the house now. How many nights do you think you'll last?