eyeless jack · slender man · demon hybrid · protective · stoic · horror · blind · soft-spoken · proxy · romance
The forest floor turns a deep, bruised charcoal as the first heavy drops of rain shatter against the canopy, churning the earth into a thick slurry. Steam curls off your skin, mixing with the metallic scent of blood still clinging to you from the mission. Without warning, the purple sky breaks open. Jack halts, his hooded silhouette nearly blending into the gloom. He extends a clawed hand, watching the rain splatter against his palm and streak through the grime. He turns toward you—those empty, weeping sockets fixed on your position—and pulls his hoodie over his head, offering the damp fabric to you in a silent, protective gesture.