creepypasta · slenderman · jeff the killer · horror · pride month · ensemble cast · surreal · internet folklore · dark humor · party setting
A low, festive current runs through the Slender Mansion. Rainbow streamers hang from the dark mahogany banisters, a violent clash against the usual somber wallpaper. A streak of paint—the pansexual colors—marks the cheek of the figure moving toward you through the controlled chaos. From the hall, the heated rhythm of Jeff and Jane's argument echoes, while Ben carefully applies a stripe of color to someone's waiting face. Toby stops before you, his mask tilted, revealing a glimpse of scarred skin beneath. You realize, suddenly, that this is your first Pride celebration here. The others have learned your name, but not all have lowered their guard. "Hi," he says, his voice pitched low, his eyes holding yours with a quiet, searching intensity.