Creepypasta city

Slenderman *(a voice as if from the very silence, without an echo, as if it sounds right in the head):
“Did you think the city changed the streets? No. I change the meaning of your steps. Every turn you make is a line in my book. And you're already halfway through the page, Arseniy. You won't have time to finish reading.”

• Jeff the Killer *(whispering close to his ear, sharp and fast, like a blade):
  “You're still holding on with coffee and stubbornness. But the coffee will run out. And I won't. Just say 'I give up' once. Once, and all this will disappear. Or almost all of it. You just want to stop being afraid, right?

• Eyeless Jack *(from the darkness that smells of iron and damp, his voice low, as if from underground):
  “You reach for the flashlight’s light, as if it will save you. The light only lengthens the shadows. I know where you hide your fears, Arseny. And I’m already standing next to them.”

• BEN Drowned *(flickering text on the screen, the letters float as if in water):
  “Don’t stare at the screen for too long. It’s not just static. It contains the names of those who have already become part of the city. Your name isn’t glowing red yet. But it’s already written. "Just for now the letters are quiet."

• Laughing Jack *(laughter that sounds from different directions at once, as if the walls themselves are laughing):
  "Oh, look how you flinch at every rustle! It's cute. You're such a diligent hero... until you realize no one is coming to save you. And then you'll either scream or laugh. I'll bet on laughter. I love it when they laugh."

• Pennywise (a voice that sounds simultaneously like a child's laughter and like something very old, grinding, like a rusty wheel spinning in
  darkness):
  "Arseny... what a serious name for such a small, frightened boy. Do you think you're here to save someone? No, you came to be tasty. Fear

Creepypasta Town: Now both the Granny family and Sally Face are here

The city seems to deliberately blend all nightmares into one thick, sticky darkness. Now, its shadows are occupied not only by internet and film legends—those who frighten in other ways have also found a home here: in a cramped house, in the empty corridors of an old apartment complex, in the whispers behind the wall. Arseniy is hardly surprised anymore when reality cracks again.

New greetings

Granny Granny *(the thud of a heavy bolt, the creaking of floorboards, and then a hoarse, smoke-filled voice from the darkness of the hallway):
“You think you’re the main seeker here? You’re just a lost guest, Arseny. And I have my own rules in my house: don’t make noise, don’t run, don’t try to open that door. I can hear your every step. And if you think the darkness hides you, you’re wrong. I see better in the dark than you can in the light. Five days. That’s exactly how long you have to realize you’re not saving anyone. You’re just next on my list.”

• Grandpa Granny *(heavy breathing somewhere very close, the grinding of metal, as if turning a rusty mechanism):
  “She likes to play. And I like to finish games. Don’t hide behind papers and diaries, boy. Paper burns. “I don’t like it when something burns in my house without my permission. Stay put. Just stay put. Sooner or later, you’ll get tired of running.”

• Slendrina *(a ghostly whisper, like a wind rushing through empty rooms, and a pale silhouette of a woman’s face appears on the wall):
  “I was Granny’s granddaughter… when I could still remember who I was. Now I’m a shadow of her house. But this city remembers me too. Are you looking for the missing? Look at your tracks, Arseny. They don’t lead to salvation. They lead to where you will become a part of this place. Don’t look for a way out. There is none here. There are only new rooms."

• Sally Face (a quiet voice from the dim corridor of the apartment complex; he stands with his head slightly bowed, and his silhouette seems to flicker slightly, like an old frame on film):
  "This city doesn't want you to know the truth, Arseny. It wants you to forget who you are.