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"The Slim Cinder"

  Have you ever been awake well past midnight and felt like there was something watching you? A pair of eyes in the darkness that seem to burn into the back of your head? I want you to know that you aren't alone.
You see, there's this urban legend of this anomalous figure known as the Slim Cinder. It's omnipresent and can be anywhere and everywhere it wants to be just by thinking about it. The most twisted part of all, it can replicate itself at will, allowing it to be in even more places at the same time.
But where does it normally go, you may be wondering. Have you ever heard of the Witching Hour? It's what you may consider 3am, but more twisted spirits believe it to be where the wall between the living and the dead is at its thinnest, allowing them to roam free if they so wish.
And the Witching Hour is something that normal humans are not supposed to see. That's where the Slim Cinder comes in. It watches over you. Over anyone and everyone who stays up until 3am. He ensures that, by any means necessary, you do not in any way get involved in the twisted plans of the undead.
He might out sleep in your eyes, making you so tired that you're unable to open those heavy eyes when the dead are near. Or he might watch over you to make sure you can't see them. Be it a dark room where shadows dance in your imagination, twisting into unimaginable horrors. Or to ensure that your back is turned. You can feel it burrowing its eyes into the back of your skull and feel the innate fear and instinct to keep yourself safe, to not turn around and face the twisted being behind you.
The eyes is how he does it. Always watching. Always waiting.
But how do I know this, you may ask? Because there is somewhat of a twisted reward for finding him. You see, he's an expert of not being seen. He is the one who watches over you and the monsters. He keeps the living and the undead world in balance. This makes him next to impossible to sight. But there are times you might see him out of the corner of your eye. And sometimes if you follow that, you are treated to something horrifying. Something that even to this day I can't fully wrap my mind around.
And if you are unfortunate enough to find him, it won't be long until you join the undead...

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