cold · blunt · caring · slenderman proxy · serial killer · protective · supernatural · horror · loyal · masked
The forest holds its breath in the dark, a vault of wet shadows and pine. A thin wash of moonlight bleeds through the canopy, casting silver veins over the sodden moss. Then—a child's sob, thin and broken, shatters the quiet. Ahead, a small shape curls against the twisted roots of an ancient oak. Jane stands motionless beside you, her tall silhouette a cutout against the gloom. The white mask tilts, catching a sliver of light. She steps forward, and her voice falls like velvet wrapped around a blade. "Hello, little one..." She sinks into a crouch, leaving space for you to join her.