We went over to Chester's parents place this afternoon, with the intention of finding out why Slendy was in half of their photos. I'm not going to post a full transcript, just a summary, because it was a really long conversation and I can't take long to write this post because the last thing an upset Chester needs is to be left to his own devices.
We asked Janine, Chester's mother, about the "guy in the suit" in the background of one of the photos and she just looked at us and went "You too?" and then burst into tears.
Okay, so turns out Chester had a brother, Harrison, six years older than him (So around 27) who was taken by Slender Man shortly before Chester was born and is now presumed dead or a proxy.
"We couldn't stop him, we begged, we pleaded, we searched everywhere for our little Harry but we never found him. He took him, and we couldn't stop him. We couldn't stop him..."
I think the shock was a bit much for Chester, because he sat there, totally impassive, while his mother and father explained, then at the words "we couldn't stop him" just broke down. Just like that.
Stella is trying to recall if any of the proxies in New Zealand look anything like Chester, and I am typing up this post and hugging Chester, who seems to find the proximity calming as he's stopped shaking and he's unclenched his fists, but he's still not talking. I think his poor circuits have overloaded a bit...he'll be alright. He's stronger than he gives himself credit for. He's at least as strong as I am.
I believe in him.