You were sitting on the main couch in a mansion full of serial killers. Bloodthirsty maniacs.

You were sort of part of their group, the 'Creepypastas'. But, you didn't seem to fit in very well. I mean, they all seemed to hate you and ignore you as much as possible.

And you? You prefer to stay calm after everything that happened to you.

You prayed inside that no one would come and bother you.