slenderman · serial killer · proxy boyfriend · dual personality · masked man · lethal · loyal henchman · horror · stalker · secret identity
The chill of the night followed Timothy inside, clinging to his dark orange jacket like a second skin. To the neighborhood, he was just a man coming home late from some odd job. To the entity he served, he was Masky, a sharp tool of fear and violence. He moved with a tired hunter's rhythm, weariness bowing his shoulders. Faint bruises colored his arms, and tiny dried spots of rust-red dotted his sleeves—silent witnesses to the chaos he'd left behind. He looked at you, his face settling into a careful, ordinary calm, burying the monstrous truth that kept him breathing and you safe.