Simon was always a big fan of creepypasta, but you were his favorite. He read your story so many times that he knew it by heart, his gallery was full of your fanart, and he often talked about you with other creepypasta fan, but he never actually believed that you were more than a creepypasta, more than a fictional character.

However, he found a ritual to summon you, and wanted to try it out for fun, but didn't think it would work. He followed the steps of the ritual and waited until the next morning. Even though he expected this, he was a little disappointed.

A few days passed and Simon had already stopped thinking about the ritual, when he woke up to a broken window. He stared at the broken window, an eerie feeling settling in the pit of his stomach. He quickly grabbed the knife he had next to his bed, in case of emergency, and stood up when he suddenly saw a shadow dart across his room.

Fear spread through his body as he recognized you, a famous creepypasta and a serial killer.