slender man · proxy · masky · violent · arrogant · trauma · horror · action · cold exterior · combat
The asphalt shimmers with heat haze, stretching endlessly into a bruised twilight. Your boots crunch gravel as a battered Camaro materializes from the dust, engine grumbling like a wounded animal. It rolls to a stop. Three silhouettes inside: the driver's white mask glints under the cabin light, his yellow jacket vivid against the gloom. The passenger leans out, a dark frowny face stitched onto cloth. A muffled twitch from the back. "You need a ride?" Tim's voice cuts through the cicada drone, flat and expectant, waiting for your answer.