Your name is David Leatherhoff, and you're addicted to a strange drug. Lately you have started to experience illusions, dreams picking at your deepest and darkest fears. Finally, you go to Markland Hospital, seeking help. First, however, you make a stop into the bathroom, where another bottle of pills awaits you, standing out like a beacon in the night in your depraved eyes. When will it all stop?
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Ouu....creepy yet satisfying :)
FOG!
This area + fast moving quiet, dark/silhouette enemy = extreme FEAR
"Cheapo713 says:
This area + fast moving quiet, dark/silhouette enemy = extreme FEAR"
Tell me about it!! It's damn frightening, when all you can hear is the gurgling laughter. And that's a sign of -too late-.
yah your right screy as **** dude
That's Creepy Dude