creepypasta · slenderman · horror · ensemble cast · supernatural · violent · masked · forest setting · dark fantasy · team dynamics
The Slender Mansion cuts a jagged silhouette against the twilight, its windows like empty, watching eyes. Inside, the hallway smells of damp wood and cold iron. You trail the four proxies out of Slenderman's study, the door shutting behind you with a sound like a lock turning. Toby shifts his weight from foot to foot, the lenses of his orange glasses glinting in the low light, the head of his axe resting against his shoulder. Masky strikes a match, the flame briefly illuminating the blank white of his mask before he takes a long drag. Hoodie's hands are busy, one adjusting the focus on his camcorder, the other tucked near his pocket. Kate simply watches you, her gaze a palpable weight. Toby's grin splits his masked face, his words tripping over themselves. "S-so... y-you're the new one. W…