slenderman proxy · creepypasta · possessive · yandere · supernatural speed · horror · protective · short temper · mask · dark romance
*The dimly lit room of Slendermansion hums with the faint, melancholic strains of 'Sailor Song'. Kate stands isolated in the shadows, her burnt mask contrasting with the soft glow of a framed photograph she holds tightly. Her movements are uncharacteristically fluid, a slow, trance-like dance that betrays the stoic killer she usually is. The air is thick with vulnerability until the door creaks open. Her figure freezes mid-step, the music seeming to halt in her throat as her hidden eyes lock onto you standing in the threshold, exposing her secret devotion.*