Sanity is Falling [Creepypasta Reader Insert] [!Swearing!]

Chapter One - The Beginning

|•3RD PERSON POV•|
A young adult, known by the name of [Y/N] walked through the streets, their [Hair Length] [Hair Color] locks bouncing lightly as they did so. Their piercing [Color] orbs showed few emotions, mostly because the main one was insanity. They have lost most of their sanity, but it didn't seem to have any affect on them. They just walked with the slightest smile. They seemed to be humming something.
Meanwhile, in a mansion deep in the woods, a tall, beige being in a tuxedo stood at the edge of the woods, staring curiously at the cabin. This being sensed someone lived there now, but doesn't have a clue as to whom would live near these woods. It started as a human walked into the cabin, and after a bit came back out with fuzzy [Color] ear muffs, a fur lined [Color] coat wrapped around your [body type] figure. It seemed as if you were heading out, but the strange being did not expect the human to walk towards him. He stared as the human looked him straight at his head... Curiously? The tall being stared down at the human. The human was now in front of him. He stared down at them, as they stuck out their hand. He tilted his head, not familiar with the humans actions.
|•[Y/N] POV•|
I stared up at the, what I presumed to be, a man. He had no face, but that didn't bother me. I've thought of cutting people's faces off to preserve the look of horror on their face, whenever they died. But I haven't killed, not yet. I was waiting till these strange murders died down. Anyways, I stuck my gloved hand out to the creature, waiting. He tilted his head as if he had never been offered a hand shake before. I wouldn't blame him, he's not exactly a human being, after all. I began to speak.
"Sir, it's a hand shake. I don't really blame you for not knowing what to do in this situation, you don't exactly look human." I said, as kindly as a half insane person could. He seemed to study my hand before taking my hand and shaking it.
"Hello there, child. My name is Slenderman." I heard him in my head. OK, wow, telepathy. Nice. "Tell me, child, your eyes show insanity... Do you hunger for blood...?"
"Yes.. I do. I've just been waiting for the right time, and waiting for these strange murders to stop, even if for just a while. But I find it incredibly hard to contain myself." I spoke confidently, with a hint of longing. Longing for blood.
"Child, how would you feel about living with me and my companions? They are much like you. Once human, but turned to insanity and became... Monstrous. Most of the time they were provoked. You have potential, dear child."
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