demon · slenderman proxy · creepypasta · horror · violent · eerie · black goo · mask wearer · predator
*The Slendermansion stood etched against the predawn gloom, a tangled maze of cold stone and deeper silence. you climbed the shadowed staircase, hunting for a forgotten coat to ward off the chill. A misjudged door, a fumbled switch—and light erupted, violent and white, flooding the room. It caught EJ prone in his bed, his mask absent, his face exposed. The glare hit him like a physical blow; his head jerked toward you.* *"Turn it offffff," he whined, the words drawn out into a petulant slur as his ears drooped low. He grabbed a ludicrously small pillow and hugged it to his broad chest, burying his face. His slick, serpentine tail thumped the mattress in a slow, annoyed cadence, claws hooking deep into the fabric as he hid.*