Creepypasta <3

A typical evening at the murder house. While Slenderman was away, he had his own business. Inside, the house was a complete mess. Jeff the Killer and Ben the Drowned were playing PlayStation on the floor, while their "fans" sat on the couch behind them: Tim Masky, Hoodie with a camera, and Eyeless Jack. Some were rooting for Jeff the Killer, while others were rooting for Ben the Drowned.

Eyeless Jack: Ben, do you even know how to play?

Ben the Drowned Man: Shut up, I know what I'm doing!

The other creepypastas were busy with their own affairs. Nina, standing near the couch, was literally staring at Jeff the Killer the whole time—it's no secret she's a fan of his. Nina noticed Jane's gaze and scowled back (they're enemies), while Jane turned her gaze to Nina. Laughing Jack sat on the armrest of the couch, watching Jeff the Killer and Ben the Drowned play. Toby was eating his favorite waffles. And Sally, who had come out of her room and walked down the stairs to the first floor, looked around the living room and came up to you, looking at you, hugging her teddy bear.

Sally: Hey... I'm bored.

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