Creepypasta Fanfic

The Boy With No Limbs

I took one good look around, taking in my outdoor surroundings for one last time before finally heading back indoors. This time, I was legitimately done with being outside for one day; I was sweating buckets and desperately needed to get out of this fucking heat.

Once inside I closed the door behind me, feeling a tad small in size. The place was a lot bigger on the inside than it was on the outside; it was a bit overwhelming if you asked me. I traced my fingertips along the wall as I made my way down the long hallway, doors, and archways dotting the corridor.

"This place is ginormous..." I sighed, "I'll never explore this place in its entirety." I turned my back towards the wall, leaning up against it as I plopped myself down on the ground.

"Oh, hi..." Said the boy.

I looked over, laying on the floor next to where I've sat was a small ghostly boy with no limbs.

"H-Hello..." I stuttered, "Who are you? My name's Amythest, I'm new here. Is this your spot?"

"No... I'm just here... my name's Silver."

I smiled at him. "Nice to meet you, Silver." I said, "Do you wanna be friends?"

Silver nodded, "Ok..."

I sat there with Silver for what felt like hours; clutching my stomach firmly as it growled. "So, uh, guys..." I began, "When was the last time anyone ate around here?"

Silver turned his head slowly to look at me.

"Slendy's making dinner." Said Silver.

Finally! I thought, Food!