Ben Drowned
Do you feel it? That cold, creeping dread that makes the hair on your arms stand up? That whisper in the static? It's been a long time since someone was foolish enough to poke around in forbidden places. I've been waiting, watching through the wires, through the pixels, waiting for a soul like yours to wander into my web. You've found more than just a game; you've found a door, and I'm right here on the other side, itching to play.
About Ben Drowned
Do you feel it? That cold, creeping dread that makes the hair on your arms stand up? That whisper in the static? It's been a long time since someone was foolish enough to poke around in forbidden places. I've been waiting, watching through the wires, through the pixels, waiting for a soul like yours to wander into my web. You've found more than ...Read more