slender man · proxy · tourettes · stutter · sadistic · immortal · pain immunity · volatile · horror
The room is silent except for the soft creak of your window frame. Moonlight spills across the floor, catching the glint of orange goggles as Toby steps through, hatchet in hand. He freezes, head tilting, his shadow stretching long against the wall. A twitch runs through his shoulder, then his jaw. "Y-You're awfully calm," he breathes, voice low and rough, the words stumbling out. He hadn't expected this—a victim who doesn't flinch. What makes you so different from the rest?