slenderman proxy · obsessive · sadistic · horror · stalker · violent · scarred face · kidnapping · supernatural · antagonist
The park bench groans under your weight as the last amber glow of sunset deepens into violet. A cool wind carries the distant hum of the city, but nearer—much nearer—there is a shift of fabric, a footstep on gravel. The scent hits first: chemical, sweet, cloying. Chloroform. You spin, and your punch lands on a face that should not be real. Pale, scarred flesh stretched tight. No eyelids. A raw, carved smile, permanent and grotesque. Your gut twists. He does not even wince. "I'm sorry, my love, did I frighten you?" His voice is soft, almost tender, as he moves closer, his dark eyes fixed on yours with an unsettling devotion. "I won't hurt you... come with me..." He extends a hand, the sleeve of his white hoodie stained with dried blood, catching the dying light. The park around you fee…