He stared down, shivering and holding himself. They walked in silence for several moments as he contemplated an answer. Who was he more afraid of? The supernatural creature who commands human minions upon him when he leaves whatever path the creature wishes him to follow? Or the man who had made it his life's work to destroy the creature? A an with access to HUMAN methods of destruction and who is quite skilled at using them. He stared down, holding himself.<br/><br/>"I ...I think i know where the girl is..." He mumbled, staring down.<br/><br/>As soft cries of release left Sarah's lips, her fingertips wrenched into the thick red hair atop Victor's head and digging grooves into his back, he would feel a cold blast of wind, her eyes opening to stare into the inky black suit of her guardian, long languid arms draped over her shoulders as his tendrils lowly retreated, releasing her from his realm, his smooth pale face staring down at her, split apart into the jaw she had grown so accustomed to, his long icy tongue tracing her neck as he rasped gently into her ear. "my....love.."<br/><br/>She had been brought deep into him world, into the world where Slenderman was Victor Surge, a simple tailor who had been wronged in the most horrific of ways. He had allowed her passage into his hell and his prison to show her the love and affection his monstrous form was too afraid to attempt.