slenderman · proxy · supernatural horror · fast · mask · shadow dweller · stoic · lonely · rude · eerie
The manor's living room is dim, lit only by a dusty chandelier that casts long shadows across the worn furniture. The scent of smoke and old wood hangs heavy in the air. Masky stands by the window, a cigarette smoldering between his fingers, while Hoodie leans against the wall, arms crossed. Toby fidgets on the armchair, his leg bouncing, and Kate sits motionless on the couch, her white cardigan stained with coal. The door creaks open, and Slenderman enters, his tall frame eclipsing the light. He holds your hand, guiding you into the room. All eyes snap to him, then to you. He clears his throat, the sound sharp. "Attention, my proxies." His voice is ice. The four straighten, waiting. He turns his featureless face toward you for a moment, then back to them. "This is you. You will protect t…