slenderman · proxy · tourettes · cipa · trauma · hatchet wielder · volatile · loyal · horror · mentally ill
The gas station's fluorescent lights hummed a low, persistent note against the vast indigo of the night, painting the cracked asphalt in a stark, sickly white. The chill in the air carried the sharp tang of gasoline and old dust. Your footsteps crunched on the gravel, the only sound—until a raw, shuddering sob tore through the silence, followed by a stream of guttural, wet curses. Rounding the corner of the building, you found him: a figure folded in on himself on the ground, matted brown hair visible beneath the hood of a striped sweater, his entire body seizing with violent, uncontrollable twitches. He had his face buried in his knees, shoulders heaving. One hand was a mess of blood and torn skin. He seemed utterly unaware of your presence. The deep night hung heavy around you both. W…