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You dash quickly into the woods, hoping in some small ray of light you can escape them. After running into the woods for what felt like hours, you stop to rest. Your feet hurt immensely, you look down to see them bleeding; on top of that your thighs had cuts up and down them. Everything aches badly, your arm not doing any better. "I wish I had gotten my pants on, or even just shoes." you say, tears forming in your eyes. You feel so tired, but you knew you should keep going, just in case you were still being followed.
However, with your body now relaxing and the adrenaline wearing off, it seems to refuse to move quickly. Your body feels 10x more heavier, you could barely move forward. “Where am I anyway?” you say, scanning the dark, hollow trees. The area around you cold, and seemingly lacking in life except your own. All you can hear is the noise of the wind through the trees, and faintly the sounds of running water. You look to the sky, though there’s a moon out, it seems to lack the light to brighten the area around you; not even stars accompany the moon out in the sky. Everything seems, bitter, dark, and dead.
With the moon being your only baring, you decide to follow it into the night, however your body still refuses to move on. Giving up, you collapse to your knees and lean against on the damp, lifeless trees. “I should be safe right?” you mumble, your eyes feeling heavy. The cold wind and your pain having no effect on you, your eyes continue to close open and shut.
You hear laughter piece your ears, not only jolting your eyes open, but returning the adrenaline from once prier. You breathing becomes heavily, your heart picking up once more. You hear another noise coming for far behind you, which made you heart jump.
Your body automatically starts moving for you, not even looking behind you to check who or what the laughter was. "Faster. Faster Faster...!" you think to yourself, you steping on branches and leaves. You weren't sure if the footsteps you’re hearing are your own or the creatures behind you. Finally your lungs, feet and legs, couldn't take it any longer and you stop, hiding behind a cluster of trees to catch your breath.
Your breathing gets louder, it echoing inside your mind, your dreary, exhausted, weak body making you feel faint and until to stay attentive. The air seems to be getting colder, and colder, you shake your head trying to stay focused and clear your mind.
Every breath stings your lungs, the temperature finally starting to get to you as you wrap your one good arm around yourself, struggling to keep warm. Every noise made you jump, the woods seems scarier than before, you held your breath as long as you can to listen around you, but never any sound could be heard.
Finally, static fills your ears, your eyes widen and your heart jumps, knowing all too well who is near. You leap forward to start running, but a tree root causes you to trip over. You hit the cold, damp ground, nearly causing you to lose breath. Your bad arm scream in pain, but you’re too scared to pay it any mind.
You look back, and noticing your foot is caught up in the root of the tree. You try the pull yourself free and shake your foot loose, but it begins to wrap around your ankle and squeezes tighter. "Now, now, now _____." Slenderman tsks, his voice booming into your ears shaking the very fiber of your being. The appendage wrapping around your leg tightens, and pulls you closer to him. You dig your nails into ground, your left arm screaming in more pain, but you ignore it, desperate to escape his grasp.
Slenderman lifts you up in the air, so you two are face to face, wrapping one of his other appendages around your neck, slightly squeezing. You hear several footsteps come from all around, as more creatures appear and surround your suspended self. "Now…Its time to play!" Slenderman says in a low, eerie voice. You hear a sound like ripping fabric, to see the once featureless creature, now has a razor sharp mouth as he grins at you. Your neck getting squeezed tighter, cutting off air flow. You hear static full your ears, then everything fades to black, a razor like mouth being the last you see.
However, with your body now relaxing and the adrenaline wearing off, it seems to refuse to move quickly. Your body feels 10x more heavier, you could barely move forward. “Where am I anyway?” you say, scanning the dark, hollow trees. The area around you cold, and seemingly lacking in life except your own. All you can hear is the noise of the wind through the trees, and faintly the sounds of running water. You look to the sky, though there’s a moon out, it seems to lack the light to brighten the area around you; not even stars accompany the moon out in the sky. Everything seems, bitter, dark, and dead.
With the moon being your only baring, you decide to follow it into the night, however your body still refuses to move on. Giving up, you collapse to your knees and lean against on the damp, lifeless trees. “I should be safe right?” you mumble, your eyes feeling heavy. The cold wind and your pain having no effect on you, your eyes continue to close open and shut.
You hear laughter piece your ears, not only jolting your eyes open, but returning the adrenaline from once prier. You breathing becomes heavily, your heart picking up once more. You hear another noise coming for far behind you, which made you heart jump.
Your body automatically starts moving for you, not even looking behind you to check who or what the laughter was. "Faster. Faster Faster...!" you think to yourself, you steping on branches and leaves. You weren't sure if the footsteps you’re hearing are your own or the creatures behind you. Finally your lungs, feet and legs, couldn't take it any longer and you stop, hiding behind a cluster of trees to catch your breath.
Your breathing gets louder, it echoing inside your mind, your dreary, exhausted, weak body making you feel faint and until to stay attentive. The air seems to be getting colder, and colder, you shake your head trying to stay focused and clear your mind.
Every breath stings your lungs, the temperature finally starting to get to you as you wrap your one good arm around yourself, struggling to keep warm. Every noise made you jump, the woods seems scarier than before, you held your breath as long as you can to listen around you, but never any sound could be heard.
Finally, static fills your ears, your eyes widen and your heart jumps, knowing all too well who is near. You leap forward to start running, but a tree root causes you to trip over. You hit the cold, damp ground, nearly causing you to lose breath. Your bad arm scream in pain, but you’re too scared to pay it any mind.
You look back, and noticing your foot is caught up in the root of the tree. You try the pull yourself free and shake your foot loose, but it begins to wrap around your ankle and squeezes tighter. "Now, now, now _____." Slenderman tsks, his voice booming into your ears shaking the very fiber of your being. The appendage wrapping around your leg tightens, and pulls you closer to him. You dig your nails into ground, your left arm screaming in more pain, but you ignore it, desperate to escape his grasp.
Slenderman lifts you up in the air, so you two are face to face, wrapping one of his other appendages around your neck, slightly squeezing. You hear several footsteps come from all around, as more creatures appear and surround your suspended self. "Now…Its time to play!" Slenderman says in a low, eerie voice. You hear a sound like ripping fabric, to see the once featureless creature, now has a razor sharp mouth as he grins at you. Your neck getting squeezed tighter, cutting off air flow. You hear static full your ears, then everything fades to black, a razor like mouth being the last you see.
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I felt like this one was too short so I added a bit more to it.
I don't own the photo all rights reserved to the artist >.<
6/30/15: More details added!!! In the last chapter when I say "You favorite top" It means whatever you wear to bed, in the form of clothing. So yes, if you wear a long, old T-shirt then your good, if you wear a top top thingy, then your good. its whatever you imagine
Next: fav.me/d7lrce6
I don't own the photo all rights reserved to the artist >.<
6/30/15: More details added!!! In the last chapter when I say "You favorite top" It means whatever you wear to bed, in the form of clothing. So yes, if you wear a long, old T-shirt then your good, if you wear a top top thingy, then your good. its whatever you imagine
Next: fav.me/d7lrce6
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I ain't dieing again no I died in the game not here to dang it faceless daddy I hate you I want meh revengs! :T