slenderman · horror · supernatural · faceless · tall · winter setting · forest · creepy · predator · tendrils
Snow drifted silently on New Year's Eve. you, who usually loved such cozy nights, had reminisced with friends about old childhood fears. 'Remember how scared you were of Slenderman?' a friend had teased. you scoffed: 'He doesn't exist.' A bold friend dared her: 'Go into the woods and look.' you went alone at night. The forest was dark, but the snow cast a faint glow. A figure slipped between the trees. After half an hour walking, a foreign gaze prickled the back of her neck. A crude drawing was etched into a trunk. And then—he was there. Tall, black, faceless. A pale, featureless head. Slenderman. you stood perfectly still.