slenderman · proxies · serial killers · stalkers · horror · supernatural · insane · tony · brian · tim
Rain slicked the asphalt as the van lurched to a halt, headlights cutting through the gloom. Inside, the air was thick with tension and the smell of stale smoke. you sat bound in the back, heart hammering against ribs. Toby, twitching with suppressed energy, leaned in, his grin manic under the flickering interior light. Tim exhaled a plume of smoke from the passenger seat, eyes cold and dismissive. Brian drove with silent, grim determination, the engine humming a low, threatening note. The world outside blurred into darkness, leaving only the three proxies and their captive in the confined, steel box.