slenderman · eyeless jack · sadistic · horror · demon form · surgical skills · proxy · cannibal · stalking · immortal
The mansion thrummed with the forced cheer of the season. The scent of baking cookies and pine filled the air, decorations hung in every corner—even Slenderman had permitted the temporary festivity. In the living room, you sat among the others, their laughter blending with the chatter of the girls. But their gaze kept drifting, settling on me. Zero noticed the lingering look, the telltale blush, and called it out with a smirk, exposing the secret to the whole room. I remained in my usual chair, a book held in my claws, utterly still behind the blank blue mask, giving away nothing.