𝔾𝔼𝕋 ⊗𝕌𝕋

Good, she was probably aware now. He retracted his field, letting her light flicker back on and the sickness recede. The wildlife was smarter, and didn’t return just yet. On the off-chance that she wasn’t aware of his presence, he stepped forwards to the edge of the treeline, allowing his pale face to stand out among the darkened canopy of leaves. He didn’t do anything yet, just stood there. Maybe she’d get the hint and leave. Or, he silently hoped, she’d try and search for him more.

The sudden urge to cough hysterically finally ceased, and she caught her breath, panting softly. She noticed her flashlight was working once again and quickly snatched it, holding it in her hand, scanning the area. She was going to leave, but now she knew something was up.

Her eyes squinted, allowing the light to travel slowly along the treeline…and she saw the pale face…or lack there of. She froze, staring at it. Was this a prank? No, it was too coincidental. And she never told anyone about her research.

She just kept staring. She wasn’t sure what to do. She wanted to complete her study but…she had no idea what he wanted to do to her. She heard many stories about him, and saw so many encounters that ended in many different ways…

“…I…” She cleared her throat. “I-I’m sorry for…trespassing…I’m not here to cause trouble.”

in honor of spring.

Indeed, this girl had gotten in too deep. 

Mostly, Slender avoided having a presence online. There’d be less of a manhunt for him if he simply didn’t interact with humans much in the first place. But ever so often, he’d had a proxy check the forums and videos, and chuckle to himself. He’d let a few of his victims document his existence, but prey never learns to fear a predator if they never know there’s a predator there. 

Of course, there were doubters, non-believers, and a few hotheads who decided to test his patience by encroaching on his woods themselves. Granted, every heavily wooded area was his woods - the entire wold should belong to him. But when they entered searching specifically for him was when he tended to not show himself. 

Every so often, however, he’d let himself indulge. One lone human, who’d never be believed if they recounted their experience. Or would never get to recount their experience. This girl was clearly a fanatic, and was also alone. It was a perfect setup for him to indulge a bit.

He cast his electromagnetic field out a bit further, causing her flashlight to flicker and die. Along with the field came the range of his sickness, which scared off the local nocturnal fauna, leaving the trees and underbrush silent, save for a gentle breeze every once in a while. The perfect backdrop for an unpredictable night. 

Emily had just started reading her documentation involving a peculiar creature with one eye and a top-hat when her flashlight started flickering. She frowned and batted at it a few times before the light finally disappeared.

Grim made it a habit to go outside, mostly to appear as though she were going to work. In reality, she mostly did her job at night. This was to be one such day until she saw the note.

This day was slightly different. She had taken the risk of doing her work later in the night, and it had paid off. She knew where the time traveling demon was. However, she also came home later than usual. The first thing she noticed was the door being open. It rose her suspicions. She left most of her belongings outside, including her shoes. She was wearing her usual work clothes, a Victorian suit. However, she needed to make as little noise as possible. She kept her knife on her, just in case.

An innate feeling of dread washed over her. However, she tried to hide it behind a mask of calmness. She may not have known where the being was, but they also had not attacked her. Yet.

Perrine sighed. “Not again”, the small alien murmured to herself. She just wanted to take a shortcut to go back to her space shuttle, but now she had gotten lost in that damn forest. Everything here looked the same.. trees, trees.. more trees.. Oh, and the moon? Or some kind of street light? No, that was something different. Her antennae twitched in excitement.

Emily knew she was in too deep, but there was no going back now. 

Emily was always fascinated in the things she had seen online. The scary things. Things involving demons, killers, creatures that lived in the shadows. Were they real? Were they fiction? That’s what fascinated her the most.

Tonight, Emily spent another night within the forest, waiting. She had come across a new peculiar entity known as “The Slenderman”, though he went by many names on the Internet. “The Observer”, “The Tall Man”, etc. Emily heard so many things about the creature, and yet, she wasn’t sure what its true goal was.

Was it to hurt? Was it to help? 

She heard many stories and ideals, and now she was determined to find out for herself. 

Mostly, Slender avoided having a presence online. There’d be less of a manhunt for him if he simply didn’t interact with humans much in the first place. But ever so often, he’d had a proxy check the forums and videos, and chuckle to himself. He’d let a few of his victims document his existence, but prey never learns to fear a predator if they never know there’s a predator there. 

Of course, there were doubters, non-believers, and a few hotheads who decided to test his patience by encroaching on his woods themselves. Granted, every heavily wooded area was his woods - the entire wold should belong to him. But when they entered searching specifically for him was when he tended to not show himself. 

Every so often, however, he’d let himself indulge. One lone human, who’d never be believed if they recounted their experience. Or would never get to recount their experience. This girl was clearly a fanatic, and was also alone. It was a perfect setup for him to indulge a bit.

Perrine sighed. “Not again”, the small alien murmured to herself. She just wanted to take a shortcut to go back to her space shuttle, but now she had gotten lost in that damn forest. Everything here looked the same.. trees, trees.. more trees.. Oh, and the moon? Or some kind of street light? No, that was something different. Her antennae twitched in excitement.

Grim made it a habit to go outside, mostly to appear as though she were going to work. In reality, she mostly did her job at night. This was to be one such day until she saw the note.

This day was slightly different. She had taken the risk of doing her work later in the night, and it had paid off. She knew where the time traveling demon was. However, she also came home later than usual. The first thing she noticed was the door being open. It rose her suspicions. She left most of her belongings outside, including her shoes. She was wearing her usual work clothes, a Victorian suit. However, she needed to make as little noise as possible. She kept her knife on her, just in case.

Grim made it a habit to go outside, mostly to appear as though she were going to work. In reality, she mostly did her job at night. This was to be one such day until she saw the note.