Everyone knows the story of Slenderman; a ruthless and soulless murder who stalks people in the forest. This Fanfiction is about another face of Slenderman that is different to what we all know, maybe his life isn't how you think it is. 1992, London, Epping Forest. A small log cabin lies where no one has seen it for ages. Inside, someone stands on their hands and knees on a bed. 9"10 tall of size and the exterior of about 20 but his eyes tell his age of ages since past, but today his body began to crave something else... something other than blood. (I do not own Slenderman) PLEASE COMMENT IF YOU LIKE IT!!!
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