Creepypasta + Reader Scenarios

A Warm Welcome

Slenderman

You trudged alongside the two masked men, not making a sound. Your legs were growing tired and sore with all the walking that they made you do. The trees seemed to get thicker the more you walked, and the trail had long disappeared by this point. You had to step over roots and critters as you kept pace with them. One of the masked individuals had a firm grip on your arm, and his grip never faltered. You remember trying to escape, trying to fight them and run away but they proved to be significantly faster and stronger than you. Neither spoke a word to you, instead they just continued walking.

You had taken the time to go over what had happened earlier, with the faceless man. Your so called boss. You remember him mentioning that the two men worked under him, and that you'll be starting training soon. You grew worry at the thought of what this training might be. You have to discard all emotions if you are to kill, he said something along those lines. You looked at your hands, shaking slightly. There's no way you could ever bring yourself to kill anyone, unless it was self defense.

"... where are we going?" You asked carefully, your voice raw from fear. Neither men seemed to acknowledge your question. You sighed in defeat as you continued to walk in silence.

"The mansion" the man with the feminine mask answered after a while. He didn't look at you, still pulling you along like a ragdoll. The one with the red stitched frown turned to face you.

"Once we get there we'll talk with the Boss again, then it's training for you" he said as he shoved you forward, nearly making you fall. You noticed the forest ground turn to a trail, one that looked well used. You gasped as you managed to keep your balance.

"You mean, teach me how to..." you couldn't finish the sentence but they understood.

"Consider yourself lucky, the Boss would of killed you if he hadn't seen some kind of potential you" the feminine masked man said.

"But I'm not like that! I'm just some random person living alone in a quiet town-" You argued only to be greeted by a strong hand on your neck. It squeezed and silenced you.

"So were we" the frowning man said. You opted to stay quiet at that. And soon enough you three had made it to the front of a large and dreary mansion in the middle of the forest. It looked run down from the outside, but the worn out trail and lights coming from inside told another story. As we neared the large double doors the frowning man spoke in hushed whispers.

"Avoid the others at all costs, we're the closest to sane in this house"

Panic flooded your senses as the feminine masked man pushed the doors opened. A large living room like area was laid in front of you. Your eyes widen as you saw the individuals inside, none seemed human. A smiling man, a man crying blood and another crying black ooze- what the hell?

A few turned to face you, raising a brow or giving you a bloodlust look. The smiling man was the first to speak up. "Hey proxies! Who's the human? I thought Slender didn't allow humans to-"

"That's none of your concern Jeff" the feminine mask man snapped. Jeff huffed, cussing the masked man off. The frowning man began to walk, pulling you along. You stumbled along, trying to avoid the different creatures that turned to look at you.

The masked men had waved off so many different creatures, all who seemed to have the same thought floating in their head. How would you look like with your brains on display? When the frowning man said that they were the only ones close to sane- he wasn't speaking lightly.

Eventually you three made it to a large door. It toward over all the other doors. You had an idea of who was behind the closed door. The feminine masked man knocked on the door three times, and stepped back.