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A new member has joined the creepypastas, and has the ability to create illusions. You take care of everyone. The mansion runs and functions because of you, but soon, the new member is creating accidents involving you. You think nothing of it at first. Used to others being a tad over dramatic at times. They’re still young, so it’s to be expected. Soon, the accidents turn to sabotage and the others are left convinced you are the problem. Then comes the night you never thought would happen. Words I thought would never be asked of you. “We think you should stay elsewhere tonight.” Slender states firmly. “Until we can figure things out.”