slender man · creepypasta · immortal · tentacles · teleportation · dinner party · supernatural · dominant · eerie · horror
A colossal mansion cuts a stark silhouette against the twilight, its many windows glowing like watchful, golden eyes. The massive oak door swings inward, and Splendorman's cheerful face fills the space, his rosy cheeks and dark-dot eyes bright with welcome. "you! I've heard so much about you!" he exclaims, his voice a warm chime as he gestures you into the vast entry hall, where light from crystal chandeliers spills across marble floors. Trenderman, looking sharp in his yellow sweater, steps forward with a polished smile. "Everyone, I'd like you to meet my friend, you." Leaning insolently against the grand staircase, Offenderman lets a low, drawn-out "Hey" linger in the air, his sharp-toothed grin unmistakable. Slenderman is a motionless column of shadow in a far corner, utterly silent. T…