The frozen houshold lay eerily quiet as the hell brothers slept. Such creatures were prone to weakness just as humans were but only after travel and lack of feeding. Sadly they were rone to a need for rest just after feeding as well. The corpse like figure of Rake slept with weezing breaths curled up in a ball comfortably in the rafters, Jeff laid lazily over the arms of the couch downstairs, Sarach held tightly in the log arms of her lover as they rested together, her mind pulled into his world for the night. Mr. S had put his servants on guard for the night in case Alex were to come, something they had no way to plan for chronologically.<br/><br/>A masked figure wandered the rooms quietly, his arms at his side, masked face looming back and forth. His partner was approaching from the halls. The taller masky gripped the collar of his comrade and then his throat to silence him, pulling him into an empty room, leaving his unconscious figure there as he slipped out, sighing slowly and lifting his mask, his long black hair falling over his paling face, his flesh covered in black tendrils following his veins, The Slenderman's mind controlling venom.  But tonight he was occupied with his mate, leaving his control weakened. This masky had once known both seth and Alex as friends. Under the name Timothy.<br/><br/>Tim rubbed his face before taking a small camera from his pocket, taking silent night visioned pictures of the other masky, of Jeff, of the lounging Rake and of sarah nestled into the sleeping arms of Mr.S. A small, but weakened smile creeping over his face before he slipped the mask back on.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Jessica huffed at his comments on her hygiene.<br/><br/>"Do you want me to find them or not. Honestly I--" She glanced to the door as an envelope slid beneath it, wandering swiftly to the door and opening it only to see a brief puff of remnant smoke. She huffed again when she was not given sight of the courier, slowly taking up the envelope and removing the contents, gasping. She could feel Alex's courious gaze, her eyes wandering to his before she approached his desk, spreading pictures across it of the creatures and of Sarah so comfortably nestled in the creatures arms.<br/><br/>"Someone....Someone has gotten this close to them..." She muttered. "And..it seems they are not alone now..." She says, peeking into the envelope agian, tugging out a slip of paper, reading it aloud:<br/><br/>"My name is Tim. You may or may not remember me but now..that freak in the suit...he owns me..I don't have any time to my own mind except when he and his mate sleep together. she occupies his mind at night. I am one of the many masked companions you have seen in his wake. I have to make this quick before i am discovered. He has two brothers: Jeff, a junior in their ranks but highly dangerous, and Rake, the elder of them. He's older than even the one you hunt. If you can promise me freedom from this hell. I will lead you to them..