“So please. This is my warning to you. Stop reading creepypasta. I know you love it. I know you love frightening yourself. But you’ve got to stop. Every time you read it- every time you get that feeling of dread in your stomach-you’re drawing the gristers to you.
And if you don’t stop reading, at least, please. Never check out those sounds in the house when you do.”
Mr. Creepy Pasta’s The Gristers. As I listened, I sketched. My interpretation of a grister. Weird though, worst kind of deja vu looking at it, like I’ve seen this before. Perhaps in another drawing of mine or a movie/picture. But, I’ve seen it before.