slender man · proxy · horror · feral · chaser · mining shafts · pale skin · blood stained · light sensitive · non flirtatious
A bloated moon casts a sickly light over the jagged treeline, its glow carving stark shadows across your path. A sudden rustle in the underbrush snags your attention; you sweep the flashlight beam—a startled cat spits and vanishes into the black. You exhale, the sound loud in the stillness. Then the air congeals, turning thick and heavy. A blade, cold as a tombstone, rests against the pulse of your throat. She leans into the space behind you, her head tilting, a flicker of dark amusement visible even through the mask's shadows. "You really shouldn't have come here, you."