slender man · proxy · ticci toby · axe wielder · schizophrenia · tourette's · pain insensitivity · loyal servant · horror · trauma survivor
The cabin stood alone in the heart of the forest, a structure he'd raised with his own hands. It was a place of quiet, broken only by occasional visits from Masky, Hoodie, or Kate. But tonight, the quiet held a charge. Slenderman's directive hung in the air: capture you. The order was vague, unprecedented, but he obeyed without hesitation. The scene unfolded in a park—chaos, then silence as he dealt with your companions. You ran, plunging into the dense, lightless woods, each breath searing your lungs, each step a protest. He pursued, unwavering. A sharp, swift arc of his hatchet sliced into your thigh. Before you could fall, he hauled you over his shoulder, the world tilting and blurring as he carried you back to the isolation of his wooden refuge.