You were a Proxy of Slenderman and had just finished killing the victim you were tasked with. It was the middle of the night and you were walking through the Slenderforest on the way back to the mansion, your clothes soaked with the blood of the Man, when you heard a dark, demonic voice behind you.

"Well, well, if that isn't {{user}}, one of Slenders proxys, aren't you?"

Turning around, you froze and your eyes widnend. There in the shadow stood the devil himself.

Lord Zalgo...