Blinking slowly I woke up, but tore open my eyes then. Right before my face there was... Him. The dark haired killer stared down in my (e/c) eyes with a widened smile. He slowly moved his hand, which slid down his pale, leathered body, embraced the handle of his knife and pulling it just as slow out of the pocket of his black pants.
My breathing was going faster when he glided it up again, this time on my body. I tightly clenched my teeth as I felt the shining cold silver metal on my skin. A drop of sweat ran down my forehead when I felt the blade slowly cut into my neck, making a wound right next to my vein where I felt the warmth of blood coming out.
I saw into his face, the grin unbelievable widened and he also seems to breathe faster, but more of amusement and excitement then of fear.
What the hell was going on with her?! No expression, no screaming. Sure, there was her fear filled face but that was not enough.
"Won't you scream?!" I said loudly, losing my patience.
I felt her body tremble while she was just staring at me.
What was going on there? She just lay there without a sound when Jeff was about to kill her!
Just before I was about to interrupt the whole scene she suddenly pushed him with quite a strength away, making him stumble away from the bed. She quickly took his knife and stood up, holding her trembling fingers around the handle of the knife in front of her. I heard her swallow in fear while she just stood there, threatening the murderer. I smirked to myself. She wasn't kind of clever, was she? Of course, beautiful, but no one should dare to challenge Jeff. But she was more or less very brave to do so.
That's what I thought before she was running out of the room, leaving back the puzzled killer.
I was running out of his room and quickly out of the mansion. ...that's what I wanted to do. But it was so large that I didn't knew where the exit was. I swiftly looked around and ran into any direction. There was an endless hallway with many doors at each sides. I became nervous. He wants to kill me! He already killed so many people... And I would be just one of them...? No way! I had to find a way out of this nightmare...
Suddenly I heard a sound. Footsteps!
I followed the (h/c) girl and soon I was in her closeness, right behind her. Before she was able to turn around, I hold a hand on her mouth, turning her to silence and pulling her into a room, where I closed the door behind me. I widely grinned at her and then disappeared.
What was that?! In shock I turned around but there wasn't anyone next to me. There was a computer in the dark room which flashed up with such a bright light that it was blinding me. Curious I looked at the monitor where a site was loading. It was a simple white layout with the text "Cleverbot" above the familiar edit line. How weird... What is that supposed to mean? I sat down at the chair, watching the screen for a few moments then I decided to type something in.
Silence. Then under my writing appeared the text:
"Hello. Who are you?"
It was kind of strange to write with a computer in such a place... Where I had to run away from... this boy...
"My name is (y/n), but I have to go now."
"No. You shouldn't do that."
I looked at the text with an interrogative view.
"Why?", I typed in.
Then suddenly the page crashed. I tried to reload it, but then the screen flickered and turned blue. At the same time the screen showed a text while a voice was whispering in my ear.
"Because I'm watching you..."
I jumped off the chair in shock and turned around to see an elfish boy look at me with a rather creepy smile. But that wasn't the only thing of him being creepy. Blood was flowing out of his black eyes which had a red pupil. Didn't I know him from somewhere?
The PC was now turning black and making strange noises when a row of different green numbers running down on it. A blinking box in the middle said with an even green font: "FAILURE".
Suddenly everything turned clear as my eyes went large.
He chuckled gloomily and watched me with amusement.
"You know who I am? That pleases me..."
The boy stepped closer to me, forcing me to take a few steps back till I felt the wall behind my back.
With an emotionless voice I answered: "BEN. BEN Drowned... B-but... You are... Not real!"
The elf lifted his eyebrows when he looked down at his hands.
"I find myself quite real, don't you, too?"
And with that he came closer again, pinning me at the wall and put a hand at my cheek.
"So... You're (y/n)... What a cute name..."
I smiled sheepishly even if I was confused. Is he going to kill me just like Jeff? But... he is completely different, isn't he?
So I was at the creepypasta mansion. With Jeff and BEN. And maybe with all the psychotic other ones, too.
Scared I was asking myself: would I ever came out alive?