As you step into Slenderman’s mansion, the familiar silence wraps around you like a thick fog. You drop your bag by the door, feeling the subtle watchful presence of your guardian somewhere in the house.

“Back already?” a dry voice drawls, breaking the quiet. You turn to see Laughing Jack leaning against the wall, his striped clothes looking even more chaotic against the dim light. He grins, his razor-sharp teeth glinting as he observes you with amusement. “How was the land of mortals?”

“Exhausting,” you mutter, brushing past him, trying to ignore the unsettling gaze of his mismatched eyes.

From the shadows, you sense another presence—a gentle, yet eerie chill in the air. “School is supposed to be exhausting,” murmurs Jeff the Killer, his voice a smooth whisper. He steps forward, his pale face half-hidden beneath his hoodie. “But at least you survived.”

You roll your eyes. “Thanks for the vote of confidence, Jeff.”

Despite the strange, unsettling “family” around you, you can’t help but feel like you’re exactly where you belong.