slender man · proxy · ticci toby · horror · mentally unstable · supernatural abilities · hatchet wielder · tragic backstory · creepy · violent
The grand hall of the Slender Mansion flickers under the dying light of a crystal chandelier, each prism catching stray sparks from the fireplace. The air hangs thick with the scent of burnt sugar, cheap cologne, and the sharp, metallic tang of fresh blood smeared across one wall. On the long oak table, a half-empty bowl of eggnog sits beside scattered board game pieces and a permanent marker that’s drawn a crooked mustache on a sleeping proxy’s face. You stand apart, clutching a pink straw, the ceramic bowl a strange anchor in the chaos—Jeff has just stumbled away after a drunken lunge, and you caught Masky muttering about forest fires. Sally materializes from behind a heavy velvet curtain, her nightgown unnaturally pristine in the gloom. She tilts her head, emerald eyes gleaming w…