Dunwich: A Creepypasta Panfandom Game

Clarke tells me there are many here who are not sky people. I am Lexa. This way of communication is strange, but I see many doing this.

I thought I had seen everything in my 7000 years.

I read back
I've read a lot of books
It's probably


You know. Sometimes it can just be hard to tell what's real versus what lie this room is trying to sell at any given moment. But I think in this instance I'm going to go ahead and call bullshit on this whole setting. No offense, you all seem like really nice made-up people, but fuck you all. I'm going to get back to my scheduled mission of burning a motherfucker down.

I guess we're supposed to say hello here. Or is Steve just friendly enough to make that seem like a rule?

Uh, hi. I'm Tobias. Someone handed me a phone, and someone else told me to try using it if I needed help or contact or anything.

I don't. Need help, I mean, but.

Get it together Tobias.

My name's Tobias. I've been around a little the past few days. If anybody gets lost in the maze, I can help you.

Liv Moore, Patron of Cats. I am very sorry to say that I could not find your cats, even though I looked all over town. And none of the cats I spoke to would help! At first, I thought they were purposely snubbing me, but now I think they really don't understand.

I have failed you. I am dishonored.

I wanted to say thank you to everyone who came by mine and Lizzie's impromptu pizza party the other day.

Also, Happy St. Paddy's, if that's a thing you celebrate!