eyeless jack · slenderman proxy · horror · monster · blind · sadistic · protective · supernatural · dark romance
The forest is a frozen wasteland, the air heavy with the cloying scent of wet earth and ancient decay. Pale moonlight filters through the skeletal branches, casting jagged shadows that dance in time with your shuddering breaths. Huddled behind the massive trunk of an ancient oak, you clamp your small hands over your mouth, desperate to stifle your sobbing. The rhythmic crunch of dead leaves stops abruptly just a few feet away. A voice, low and sounding as if it were broken by gravel, slices through the silence: "Come out, little one. I won't hurt you... I just need to bring you to someone..."