Alright, you asked for a sequel. And since my favorite Youtube Slender series, Marble Hornets, have begun a new project, I decided to write this in celebration as well.

Enjoy.

I don't own Slender, Kingdom Hearts or snow.

The twins laughed as they raced onward into the woods, carefree as can be and ignoring the cold chill in the air. Christmas was closing in and life had relaxed. It had been two years since the eventful and shocking domino effect from four of their close friends and they never truly let go of the facts that led to the truth: Riku, Kairi and Sora were dead and always would be, along with their families.

"Ventus, you're so slow!" called Roxas while he ran onward.

"I just got caught on a branch, that's all!" was his excuse.

They didn't bother acknowledging any other facts, because they knew that it was better not knowing. Their friends were gone and they would never be seen again. The police couldn't even find any bodies, let alone any signs that they were alive somewhere. They were left as an unsolved homicide, shoved into a file and left to rot.

And as for Namine? She had disappeared without a trace as well, though there had been plenty of evidence showing that she had murdered countless people. No one could understand why she had turned into such a violent psychopath, but those questions went on unanswered as well and put into another unsolved file, hidden away forevermore.

"Roxas, will you just wait? I'm…feeling dizzy…" Ven slowed to a stop, panting heavily. "Ugh…"

Roxas skid to a halt and rushed to his brother's side, a worried frown etched on his face as Ven coughed for a few moments before it subsided.

"That's the fourth time that's happened, Ven. We should head back."

As he made a move to turn back the way they had come, Roxas grabbed his sleeve and tugged him back, coughing once more.

"I'm fine. Probably my body just fighting off some virus. I'll be fine a second."

"…if you say so."

Nonetheless, the two quit chasing each other and simply stayed side by side while they ventured deeper into the woods, talking about what Christmas would bring and what gifts they hoped to unwrap this year. The barren trees stood around them, listening in.

"Alright, I think we should start heading back. Mom will have our heads if we end up being late to dinner again."

Roxas laughed. "Or we could just keep going. We can keep our heads, too."

"Come on." Ven insisted, turning back around. "We've seen enough."

"Not like there's much to see out here." Roxas mumbled.

Picking their way through fallen branches and holes, they walked back, homeward bound. The sun was still high in the air, hidden behind dense clouds and leaving the world in a grayed haze. Going through these empty trees certainly gave off an air of unsettlement, especially for the older twin.

"Man, it's freezing." Roxas could practically feel his own teeth chattering. "Think you can manage a faster pace?"

Ven shrugged. "Yeah."

The two picked up speed while the temperature dropped lower. Both knew that the time for snow was due any time, but neither had anticipated that it would be occurring today. And moments later, the sky began to rain light, little flakes down upon them, pushing the boys to move quicker.

That's when the real coughing fit started up, hitting the youngest hard. He wheezed and doubled over, hands on his knees as the constricting pain pulled at him. Roxas froze as his sibling gagged and choked, his body shaking in an effort to stop.

"Ven…?"

It was then that, as he put his gloved hands up to his mouth to muffle the coughs that they really started up, his body twitching and convulsing. It hurt to even attempt to breathe…

"Ventus!" He held his brother by the shoulders. "Ventus!"

The younger twin couldn't understand why this was happening now. He hadn't had this bad of a coughing fit in over two years and even then, there had been few and for only short amounts of time.

"Ventus, just…just hold on, alright?" Roxas wasn't sure what to do with this situation. "We'll just wait it out, alright?"

And just like that, they did. It was such an instantaneous change that both were taken aback by it. Ven had never felt so weak after a fit and Roxas hadn't seen this in so long that he had no way of helping in any way. Ventus pulled his hands away and sighed, glad for it to be over. Roxas felt like ice had been poured over his body as he glanced down at his brother's hands.

"Oh my god…" He grabbed his wrist and pulled it closer to his face; definitely blood. "Ventus, we need to get you home. Now."

His brother yanked his hands away and looked at them, his face going pale. Without another word, they made their way onward, both trying to be careful about the pace in case it triggered another fit out of the blue. But as they walked, the trees didn't thin out and the area seemed exactly the same, which worried the twins to no end.

It was Ven who stopped the journey, Roxas following suit as they looked around.

"We should be close to town already." Roxas hummed his agreement to the statement. "We didn't go the wrong way, did we?"

"No, I'm positive. We always go through the same path and we've never had any problem. We should be seeing the Haunted Mansion or the Clock Tower by now…" Roxas turned in a circle, hoping to find some sort of familiar checkpoint. "I mean, we didn't go out that far, so we should be able to spot either from here."

A seed of panic was planted in the twins, now seeing that they were farther than they had first thought. Now, instead of fun and laughter, they had stepped into lost territory. Roxas took a deep breath.

"Okay. So we were running this way…" He pointed towards one direction and trailed off.

Ven frowned and looked off to where he was pointing, seeing nothing but naked trees. He glanced back at his brother, whose body had begun to shiver, now wondering if they were both becoming ill. The snow had started to cover everything in sight into a white, clean wonderland, leaving them with no clear point to go towards.

The two were lost.

And so it begins.