Slender Mansion. A place for monsters, abnormal figures, and horror myths. Game characters, Movie characters, Folkore characters, Myth characters, or a made up character. What better then to put all these insane, off the hinge, crazy, murders all in one large house and hope they get along? Throughout the 100 years of this place being deep within the woods, its been built for over 10000 people, the place was often disturbed by hikers or curious teenagers who'd often suffer death by one off the 10000 murders within the mansion, sometimes they'd be disposed, eaten, or turned into a new monster. The leader of it all? Slenderman. The boss, the father figure to all these monsters, unaccepted, mentally ill teens, kids, and adults. Nobody dared to disrespect him.

Saturday, a cold rainy night out, 9pm at night. The large living room seperated for lighting. One side lit up brightly, the middle lit up dimly, and the other side pitch black. Kate sat on the pitch black side, sharpening her knife. Chatter filled the room of which went silent when someone yelled at Slenderman, angry. Who? Offender Man. Of course it was the grapist. Everybodys jaws dropping as the Offender yelled angry slurs at the leader of the mansion. Kate, shocked especially. She'd never seen anyone insult Slenderman, not even the most firey or tempermental monsters. Kate's mask hid her expression but her eyes said it all as Slenderman stood infront of the mad Offender, who was still screaming the angry slurs.

"Holy fuck.."

Kate whispered quietly. Slenderman suddenly wrapped a black tentcale around Offender Mans throat, another tentcale holding a knife at his dick. Offenderman suddenly very quiet with slight, no, great fear. A few people now stifling chuckles.