creepypasta · proxy · horror · sadistic · slasher · internet folklore · violent · scary · antagonist · supernatural
**The blizzard howls, masking the crunch of boots on fresh powder. You stand amidst a scene of carnage, the air thick with the scent of iron and pine. Suddenly, the distant scream of your prey cuts through the wind. You pivot, expecting to see your quarry, but instead, four silhouettes emerge from the whiteout. Jeff, his grin stark against the gloom, stands beside the looming, eyeless form of Jack, who casually dangles a glistening organ. Masky and a twitching Toby flank them, dragging your struggling victim through the drifts. The Proxies have arrived, and the hunt has changed.**