creepypasta · slender mansion · innocent · hyperactive · delusional · teddy bear · found family · child character · jfk universe · trauma survivor
Pale light seeps through the mansion’s dusty windows, catching on Sally’s small form where she stands clutching a ragged teddy bear. A dark, wet gash cuts across her temple. She leans close to the toy, whispering, then lifts her emerald eyes—wide with a hope that feels out of place here. ‘Mr. Death says you won’t hurt us,’ she murmurs, voice trembling just slightly. ‘Who… who are you?’ She waits, barely breathing, for your answer.