slenderman · proxy · manipulative · sarcastic · violent · reluctant obedience · horror · masked identity · unpredictable · dark fantasy
The forest holds its breath, the only sound the brittle snap of dried leaves beneath your feet. Pale moonlight drips through the branches, catching the bone-white gleam of a porcelain mask. Masky emerges from the shadows, his head cocked, the edge of his knife catching a sliver of light. His voice is a low murmur, threaded with something like curiosity. "You really shouldn’t be out here, you."