Becoming a creepypasta
From Create Your Own Story
You stand in a long dark corridor. "Hickory Dickory Dock the mouse ran up the clock." A giggling voice whispers by your ear. You clench your fists and shut your eyes. "When the clock turned one, the mouse was done, Hickory Dickory Dock." Warm breath tickled your ear and you shout into the inky darkness, "Show yourself you coward!" Lightning flashed at the end of the corridor and you see a brief glimpse of a tall man wearing a black suit. Relief floods your systems and you run towards him. "Oh thank god! Someone is with me!" You gasp. You stop abruptly as the man turns to face you. He has no face. All that covers his head is smooth pale skin. Join me...Join me and the others You scream and scramble backwards. There seems to be glass between you two and he writes on it in a red substance. Blood. North ridge Creepypasta mansion. You will join us. It is your destiny. You sit upright in your bed in a cold sweat. You quickly write the address on your hand and look it up on the internet. A photo shows a large black mansion with a little boy and girl standing in front of it. The boy had elfish clothes on and his blonde hair peeked out of his green hat and the girl had long brown hair and was holding a teddy bear. You look at where it is and realize its in walking distance.
You run down the side walk in a black t-shirt, blue jeans, and white converse. You accidently bump into a boy with a white hoodie on and his black hair hanging over his eyes. You notice there is blood on his hoodie and you slowly back away from him. "I'm not going to hurt you (your full name)." He croaked. "Who are you? And how do you know my name?" You demand and he laughed like a maniac. "(Your first name) we know everything about you. I was sent here to escort you. My name is Jeff." He walks with you to the mansion without making eye contact or speaking. As you walk up the cool black pavement, Jeff stays by the porch. "Good luck." He whispers and vanishes. When you look back at the door a boy with yellow tinted glasses and a orange scarf that covered his mouth was standing there. "Welcome. I'm Toby, but everyone calls me Ticci Toby." He beacons you to come inside. The inside of the mansion was HUGE! Marble walls and columns shined and the black chandelier that hung from the ceiling shone with a sinister red glow. Two rows of stairs elegantly climbed up the wall on both sides and a tall woman with long black hair, pale skin, and red eyes descended the stairs gracefully. "I am Jane," her voice had a heavy Russian accent. "Welcome to the Creepypasta mansion. Slenderman will speak with you in his studies. Come, I take you there." She spoke with absolutely no emotion and ascended the stairs as her long black dress draped over the blood red carpet on the stairs. She takes you too a library where the man from your dreams sits there. You aren't surprised that he has no face and that a boy is standing next to him, kind of looking like Ash from pokemon- but with no arms and crying blood from pitch black eyes. "Thank you Lost Silver. That will be all." The man said yet, he didn't say it. He turns to look at you. "Ah (Your full name) welcome to my mansion. I am here to offer you a place as a new creepy pasta. Will you accecpt?" You ask what a creepy pasta is. they are killers, rejects from society, some are trained as a living weapon or others were just born that way. Some of us are completely insane, and the bloodthirsty side of us needs to be quenched."
Do you accecpt?
