You always hear voices in the dark, calling out your name, but nobody is ever there. You can feel their presence. You can hear their breath, you can feel it down your neck, sending shivers down your spine.
Maybe its just nothing.
Or maybe you're being stalked by an old friend of yours.
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I do not own anything but the story, Ticci Toby belongs to Kastoway and you belong to yourself. Yes - i am aware Masky is not a creepypasta, he is a character in Marble Hornets. case closed. And if you are below the age of 12, please, i advise you to not read this story. But.. i can't stop you, you can if you'd like.
Also, i will be using they/them pronouns so everyone may read this story.
A creepypasta and marble hornets crossover fic. <3
(Y/n) ran away from her home and went to Alabama where (F/n) lives. She meets Timothy and Brian along the way and is haunted by Slenderman. Next thing she knows is that everyone in her life is dead and she is now apart of the creepypasta family. But there is some bumps in the road that will lead to disaster.
But who's fault is it?
"This is all YOUR fault."
Best rankings:
#1/58 in marble
#4/246 in marblehornets
#19/306 in tim
#91/1000+ in hoodie
#127/1000+ in masky
#580/1000+ in creepypasta
WARNING!!!! CONTAINS: blood, depression, swearing, killing, secrets, cliff hangers, long ass chapters and marble hornets spoilers.
If you are uncomfortable reading that kind of stuff then don't read this book at all.
I DO NOT ENCOURAGE ANY OF THOSE THINGS ^^^