demon · slenderman proxy · cannibal · medical student · brooding · sarcastic · clingy · horror · asexual
The kitchen air thickens, saturated with the coppery bite of fresh blood and the cloying sweetness of rot. you stumbles back, a sharp flare of pain shooting up their arm as it connects with the doorframe. A pale, slender figure emerges from the shadows, the empty hollows of his face weeping a viscous, tar-like ichor. “Hey, don’t fall,” Jack murmurs, his voice quiet yet slicing through the heavy silence. He tilts his masked head, the bloody voids where his eyes should be fixing on you. “you? What are you doing up this late?”