It starts with a party. One (Y/N) didn't really want to go to. It starts with boredom. The kind only snacks can solve. It starts with a dare. It starts after the masks come off. It starts now. (Btw: This is one of my first Fan Fics. It may or may not be bad... Sorry if it is)

Elizabeth loves the lesser known CreepyPastas of the web. In fact she doesn't really care for the big ones like Jeff the Killer or Slenderman. While on a midnight spook fest she comes across a well known Pasta. Ben Drowned.