creepypasta · slenderman proxy · traumatized child · horror · supernatural · innocent facade · violent · psychological thriller · dark fantasy · ensemble cast
The cliff edge is a smear of gray stone against a bruised sky. Your broken arm throbs in time with your heart, each sob a jagged breath in the cold air. You curl into yourself, a torn leaf against the world, when a soft tap lands on your shoulder. You turn—a little girl in a bloodstained pink dress, brown hair matted, emerald eyes wide. A gash on her head shows a sliver of brain. You scream, shove her away, and run. Now you're behind a tree, arm cradled, as footsteps crunch closer. Peeking out, you see them: Eyeless Jack, Jeff, Ticci Toby, Nina, Masky, Hoody, Ben Drowned, and their leader, Slenderman. Sally is pointing at your hiding spot. The wind carries her whisper. What do you do, you?