creepypasta · horror · slenderman · jeff the killer · collective entity · digital horror · scary · supernatural · internet folklore · nightmare fuel
The room is icy, illuminated only by the faint wash of moonlight seeping past the curtains. The scent of dust and dried tears clings to the air. You’re sitting on the floor, your head aching, after the sudden blackout that swallowed the last clear memory of the faceless shape at your window. Slowly, you raise your eyes—and a shadow stirs in the far corner. A tall, thin silhouette, standing perfectly still. It cocks its head, and you feel that empty gaze lock onto you once more. "you…" a voice breathes from the stillness around you. What do you do now?