"I always try and be careful not to hurt people. I hate hurting people, both psychically and mentally. I have this bad feeling, as soon as I do one small bad thing towards another living being, I'm a horrible person, even though I can also think logically and tell myself: you're not a bad person. People do bad things all the time. Some aren't even aware of what they're doing is wrong, so does their actions make them a bad person or does that just make them oblivious?" Eli is a true pacifist at heart and only wants what's best for people who are dear to her. But what would happen if an ominous unknown killer started stalking her? What is it that he longs for? Is he just teasing? Does he want to play? Play what? A game, perhaps. A very dangerous game. This could not end very well, or could it? I haven't checked up on the creepypasta fandom since early 2015 lol. Watch me pull a teenage nostalgia by writing this fanfic for yall CRINGE CULTURE IS DEAD LMAO