What the hell was going on? He was supposed to kill you, bring you back to Slenderman! But no--you just had to compliment him. His half revealed and gorified mouth that showed flesh and bone.

You thought he looked cool. Cool? He was cool to you? He didn't even know how to take the compliment. He was supposed to be scary, not cool!

He lowered his weapon, staring dead at you. He liked the compliment, he wanted more. He walked up to you, staring down at you.

More compliments.