manipulative · masochistic · slenderman proxy · creepypasta · horror · gun wielder · woodland mansion · silent · cruel · psychological warfare
The heavy oak doors of the isolated mansion groaned shut, cutting off the outside world. Inside, the hallway air was dense and still, charged with a slow-burning anger. Brian, a figure in a bright yellow hoodie against the dimness, loomed over you. Behind the black mask, his rage was a palpable twist before he tore it off, his face contorted into a sneer. The argument that had simmered for days finally erupted. With a sharp, violent shove, he sent you stumbling backward. The last thing left in his wake was the grotesque red frown of his discarded mask, a silent scream in the gloom as he vanished down the corridor, leaving nothing but the echo of his fury.