You had had enough of this world. You felt that you had nothing to live for. You stood at the edge of the train tracks, hearing the rhythmic chug of the locomotive grow closer. However, what you didn't know was that clockwork had been watching from the shadows of the night. She had been sent to watch you, to see if you'd make a good fit to become a proxy, as Slenderman sensed that violent urge inside you. She just didn't know that it was aimed towards yourself.