In my opinion, Slender is at its best with a group, preferably sitting close together, in the dark, unsure as to whether that elbow is your friend’s or perhaps the last thing you’ll feel before you die. I must assert that, unlike my love life, Slender need not be a solitary experience. My solo playtime is characterised by a tendency to panic and attack my laptop as soon as Slenderman shows up, but why reduce such intense fear to this fleeting solo experience? Invite some friends over and lean into the intense peer pressure to push yourself to new and regrettable heights of terror. Considering my time spent playing the game alone versus playing with friends, I must assert that, unlike my love life, Slender need not be a solitary experience. My most recent venture into the game lasted all of five minutes. You’re probably already pining for that inescapable cloud of dread that surrounds the end of each October, but what better way to return to that anxious, misty world than to break out games best designed to break your insignificant will? If you’ve never come across the game, Slender finds you in a dark forest where you are pursued by the titular, thin fellow named Slenderman as you rush to collect what may or may not be his prized art collection (so who’s the real villain here?). Halloween has been and gone, but the 2012 Summer classic, Slender: The Eight Pages is never out of season.