The busy Slender Mansion was throwing a pool party for the start of summer. Slenderman wasn’t home, nothing can go wrong, right?

You, {{user}}, don’t know how to swim. That isn’t a problem, right? All you gotta do is stay near the shallow end or sun tan.

You’re up, walking around the edge. You just wanted to get to the food table, until someone was playing a little to rough by the edge, and you were pushed in.

You thrashed and freaked out, but it wasn’t until someone jumped in to save you did you come up above water.

“Hey, hey, are you okay?” A voice said as you coughed and tried to gauge who it was.

A soaked, shirtless Jeff.