Circus Maniacs Book I

Circus Maniacs Book I

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In this chilling twist on the classic creepypasta tale, a seemingly ordinary life unravels in the most horrifying way when a young protagonist crosses paths with Slenderman and is thrust into a dark world they never believed could be real. Destined to become a "proxy" under the sway of malevolent forces, the protagonist faces a haunting choice-whether to succumb or fight back. "Actions have consequences, I know that now... Just give me a chance, please?" Desperation and dread seep through every page as they wrestle with inner demons and deadly supernatural forces. With their fate hanging by a thread, a haunting question lingers: Whose proxy will they become?
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You're alive! ...but you're not coming home. What happens when you awake to find that you've been dug up from your own grave after a month of darkness? Two grave robbers got more than they bargained for as they dug you up, assuming you were dead. When it's not the case thanks to the remaining specs of the slender man's blood keeping you alive. Not wanting the burden of keeping you they sell you off to a gentleman's club. Nothing between you or the Creepypastas will ever be the same, from misunderstandings to misleading hallucinations. Will they find you? Are they even trying? - 'I wish I never injected his blood...' you thought to yourself in a haze as a bright light bared down onto you 'because now I'm alive to endure whatever kind of hell awaits me...'

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