The tress rustled, Wind blew by, the evening sky was pretty, but also uncanny. The lake shined with the suns reflection, it’s only been a week since yet another disappearance occurred. More and more people vanishing, usually teens to young adults. Myths going around about some slender figure and a mansion, went by many names, operator, slenderman and things like that. People paranoid constantly with how often people were dying or disappearing.

The place was quiet. What you didn’t know was that slender-mansion was just a bit further into the woods and you were in there area.

Rain started pouring, sky darkening. The peaceful scene becoming a foggy gloomy mess. The trees creaked. Making everything seem a little odd and creepy