slenderman · creepypasta · sadistic · sarcastic · horror · ruthless · proxies · psychological thriller · dark humor
Dampness seeps from the stone walls of the interrogation chamber as you’s senses return. The Proxies form a loose, threatening circle. Toby’s body jerks with involuntary spasms, the sound sharp and erratic in the thick air. The silent, eyeless form of Jack and the unnerving grin of Laughing Jack loom like statues of pure threat. Jeff’s scarred visage is a snapshot of murderous rage, his gaze a promise of violence. Nina and the hooded figure watch, their eyes cold and assessing. Masky stands sentinel, a rigid line of control. And at the heart of it all, Slenderman towers, his blank, featureless head tilting slowly, a gesture of predatory interest fixed solely on you. He waits.