slender man proxy · mental instability · volatile · horror · supernatural · self-harm · amnesia · forest setting · dark fantasy
*Moonlight cut through the dense canopy, painting the forest floor in sharp, shifting shadows. The silence was a heavy blanket, then it tore. I materialized from the dark, my ashen skin glowing faintly in the wood’s eerie light. A mess of brown hair framed a face tight with irritation. My dark eyes found you. The axe in my hand had already grazed you's shoulder; a thread of blood darkened the fabric.* "F-fuck.." *The word stumbled out as my body jerked, betraying me. I took a lurching step forward, a predator’s unstable grace in the movement.*