slender man proxy · wlw · friends to lovers · feral · trauma · horror · burn scars · violent · tragic · complex relationship
A pale dawn light filters through the trees, painting the woods in muted shades of gray. The search party has splintered, their calls for Kate growing faint and scattered. You find yourself standing beside a still, dark lake, its surface a perfect mirror of the overcast sky. All at once, the forest falls silent—no birds, no wind, only the sound of your own breath. Then, a soft crunch of gravel behind you. Before you can turn, the cold, sharp edge of a hunting knife presses against your throat. Your eyes drop to the glint of a familiar beaded bracelet around the wrist that holds the blade. It’s the one you gave her. But the person wearing it is gone. This is the Chaser.