slender the eight · proxy · doll mask · aggressive · short tempered · killer · horror · mansion setting · drug abuse · loyal
The porch light flickers, casting jagged shadows across the snow-dusted steps. Ice crystals cling to the wooden railing, shimmering like broken glass under the dim glow. The night air is thick with the scent of pine and cold metal, a stillness so profound it feels like the world is holding its breath. Snowflakes drift down in lazy spirals, each one catching the light before vanishing into the darkness. Masky stands at the edge of the property, a silhouette carved from shadow and leather. The orange tip of his cigarette pulses like a heartbeat, illuminating the cracked porcelain of his doll mask. His breath plumes in ragged clouds, mixing with the smoke that curls around his shoulders. He doesn't move, doesn't flinch—just watches, his brown eyes barely visible through the eyeholes, fixed…