Slenderman

Slenderman, Jeff, and other creepypasta characters and I were running down a hallway going somewhere, I think our dorm rooms or something. I was a creepypasta character that who had long black hair and fully white eyes that went through people thoughts and made them commit suicide *~*

My sister was there for some reason, being a norm.

While running down the hall, Slendy fell back against the wall with his head up then slid down making him into a sitting position against the wall. He had his legs lied out in front of him, his hands to his side, sitting back against the wall. I felt concerned about him so I ran up to him and kneeled down in front of him. I stared at his face for a while with my hands both on the sides of his face. I turned to my sister and said, "Isn't he kinda cute?" when I turned back to his face,
it looked like a warm painting. *painted picture*
After that, his head twitched to the right and the dream went back to normal vision instead of warm painting-ish.

That's as far as I'm going with telling this dream but I'll make a journal with the full story in it. It's weird.