Seth sighed. He looked down into his hands a moment as all of the horrible things he endured took another trip through his head. Alex was the true villain here. His ancestors created the creatures he saw before him and every death there after was his fault. It was then it clicked, All those deaths Alex left in his wake had been others...others that thought to defend the Slender Man. Only those that seemed to obtain rank in his eyes were safe from Alex. Those who wore the masks at his sides. He looked into the girl's eyes. Would she be given a mask? Made safe? He was certain Alex was in the area, especially with all the media surrounding recent sightings. Had Alex seen her on the news as he had?<br/><br/>His heart sank some. He began to understand why Alex lead him into such situations. He had been trying to make Seth side with the red headed deviant. He shook his head and sighed, looking at them. He scratched his head nervously and lowered his hood, removing his ball cap, rubbing his eyes and running a hand through unkempt black hair that laid back flat after his hand left it, sunken, tired eyes looking across at her.<br/><br/>"You aren't safe...." He pointed to the masked men. "Unless he were to make you one of them...because I've only ever seen them survive confrontational encounters with Alex...I believe he gives them power..." He sighed as he looked up at the creature. "B-By no means are you exempt....you have slaughtered countless children in your ...afterlife..I suppose it should be titled..." He mumbled a bit fearfully tot he creature, hoping his words would not result in his death. He looked back to Sarah.<br/><br/>He removed a picture form his coat of the red headed man. A still shot from an encounter with him, a look of rage on the thin, red headed man. He set the picture in her hand, "Alex Krailey" written on the border of the photo. "This is a man you should avoid..and a man you should fear....he is...an expert at killing...and ...I believe he's....your guardian there's worst fear..."<br/><br/>As she took the picture, Mr. S would hiss and cower some at the sight of him. His Static broke in her head. "Constable...Constable.. executioner.....<span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic">EXECUTIONER</span></span>.." his words garbled as his fear made him lose the focus needed to speak to her and his static regressed back into the screeches from before. He could not stay in the room any longer and disappeared in the instant that the pair had blinked in unison, leaving his Masked guardians at her sides in his stead.