Literature
My Room: Creepypasta x Reader (Herobrine)
...18.
That was the number of the key. You looked to the corridor in the left.
The blue-haired girl entered again, door wide open, with a bloody arrow in her hands. You looked at her, confused, as she tried to hide the arrow behind her with a wide fake smile in her face.
"He...he..."she laughed nervously. "So...What's the number of your key?"
"Uhm...18." you said, still confused. The girl stoped smiling and the laughed a bit.
"Ahh, cool!" she sat in her chair again and opened her laptop."Hey, do you like something called Minecraft?"
"Well...yeah, my brother plays that game a lot."
The girl just laughed and stayed on her chair, looking