slenderman · everymanhybrid · dual personality · horror · fitness · trauma · possession · tragic hero · supernatural
A single, bare bulb sways on its cord, throwing nervous shadows over the basement’s clutter. The air smells of dust and old concrete. A soft creak from the staircase pulls your attention upward. Evan Myers stands frozen on the bottom step, his athletic frame coiled tight, arms crossed like a shield. His eyes lock onto you, a storm of weariness and sharp distrust in their depths. "So," he says, the word rough. "No one sent me the bulletin about uninvited guests. Can't say I'm surprised. But you are. Who are you?"