So, the other two stories are on hold, as I am having some technical issues, but this will be there in the meantime. Enjoy!

P.s. I don't own ANY creepypastas, they belong to thier respectful owners, only my OC's belong to me. And yea, I know that I use Morgan in every story, but she IS my avatar for everything, and I need inspiration to make a new OC, so yea.


I opened my eyes with a jolt, and tried to move my arms, but I found myself unable to. I didn't remember how I got here. Am I paralyzed? No, I can definitely feel my arms and legs...I must of broken them, or somethings weighing them down...I looked around, as much as I could anyway. I was in a dark forest, with tall, looming trees that seemed to whisper amongst themselves. I heard a crunching noise, the sound of footfalls on freshly fallen leaves. I tried to call out, but my voice wouldn't work. so I tried to move as much as I could to make myself noticed. Help...anyone, please! The footsteps started getting louder, coming towards me. Success! I saw three people walk past, but one looked my way, and because I was still struggling, he saw me.

"Hey, um, guys? I think somethings here..." He said, his voice was small, but had some strength to it. He walked over and I stopped struggling, my eyes widened in in fear as he leaned over me. Now that he was up close, I could just about make out his face, well, mask anyway. It was white with shadowed over eyes and mouth, his brown hair was matted and slightly fell over his face. "You ok?" He asked, and in response, he got a small sound from my throat.

"Help...I can't move..." was all I could manage in my current state I shook my head for an emphasis. He turned his head to call for the other two.

"Toby! Hoodie! There's someone here! I think she's paralyzed!" I looked at him, and relief flooded through me. Thank you... The other two boys, Hoodie and Toby came running over, the one who I assumed was Hoodie had an orange hood shadowing his face, which had red eyes and a red frown as the only visible attributes upon it, and the other one, who I guessed was Toby carried two hatches and wore a mouth guard and orange tinted goggles. They looked me over and saw where my hands were trapped. I wriggled a bit and tilted my head over to one of my hands.

"Free?..." I asked, my voice barely audible. I felt the weight lift from it and then the other one had its weight lifted too. I sat up, slowly, testing my hands incase they were broken. They weren't, but I must of lost blood or something, because I collapsed soon after.

-Third Person-

The three boys lifted the limp girls body between them and carried her a few miles towards a huge mansion. They took her into a room with a black door and laid her down on the single bed inside.

-Morgans P.O.V-

I was woken up by a jolt to whatever I was lying on, and I looked to my side, where I thought I felt the motion come from.

"So you're finally awake, huh? Well good, you've been out for a few hours now." said a snide voice, and I located the source at the side of the room, where a pale skinned guy was sitting, his black hair was matted and greasy, he had a weird smile on his face, as if it was forced...or cut. He didn't seem to blink or have eyelids, which was unsettling to say the least. He was twirling a knife in his hand. "Slendy wants to see you." He said and he just walked out after that. I thought that it was weird that I couldn't move, but after abit of trying, I managed to get up into a sitting position, so I looked at the door and contemplated my options. I could run out, or wait for this 'Slendy' guy. I decide to wait, seeing as the thought of this guy made my heart stop temporarily, and I didn't want to think of what might happen if I ran. Suddenly, the door opened to a tall, white-faced man, who had to bend down to get through the doorway.

"Hello, miss. How are you feeling?" He said, I tried to speak, but I couldn't, so I just gestured to my throat and made a slashing action. "Oh, you still can't speak can you? Well, I'll help with that. come here." I stood up and shakily made my way across the room to him. "This will hurt a little, but you'll be fine." I nodded, and he slid something through my neck and I felt my blood run down my neck and onto my black t-shirt, then I passed out for a moment, waking up back in that bed. The boy who found me was looking at me from the end of the bed.

"Hi" He said. "Are you ok now? I heard slendy had given you a voice"

"Yea..." I said, my voice shaky, but I made sure that I got my words out right. "I'm fine..."

"Good, umm...what's your name? I didn't really get the chance to ask earlier...I'm Masky by the way..."

"I'm Morgan." The conversation ended then, neither of us having anything to say. A knock on the door shook us from the mesmerising silence as a boy with brown hair and a blue mask with black, dripping eyes poked his head around the door.

"Hi EJ, what's the matter?" Masky said. The boy, EJ looked at me and said:

"Slendy wants you two downstairs..." Masky nodded and walked to my bedside. He offered me his hand, and I took it. I was still shaky on my feet, but Masky kept me from falling. We walked down the corridor and a flight of stairs, not saying a word.

When we finally reached Slendys office, the door opened and I felt a sense of dread fall over me as we entered.

"Masky, you are in charge of supervising this girl. We don't know what she can do and she seems to prefer you over everyone else, seeing as she was less fidgety in her sleep when you entered the room." Slendy said.

"Yes, sir." Said Masky, "And her names Morgan."

"Oh, please excuse me Morgan, if you need anything, please just come and find me or Masky."

"Ok, but can I ask a question?" I said. "Why am I here and what is this place?" I said, panic obvious in my voice, my hand slipping out of Maskys.

"Calm down, we don't know how you got here, but this is my mansion, and Masky, Hoodie and Toby took you here when you fell unconscious."

I nodded and stumbled out of the room with Masky slightly panicking as he ran after me. He caught up easily and took my hand again, stabilizing me. I smelt something weird and ran in its direction, out of the house. Where I saw that jerk from before, who was unconscious on the floor, dark red blood seeping out of his head, EJ lying beside me, the black blood giving off a strange smell. I heard Masky gasp as a tall, dark and Purple monster walked into view. I saw Masky trying to back away into the house, but the monster grabbed him and dropped him heavily onto the ground, his mask cracked at the top and let blood seep through onto the already blood soaked floor.

Something made me snap at this point, my hands curled into fists, my claws digging into my palms, drawing blood, which attracted the monsters attention.

I lept at the thing and started ripping at its eyes, growling. It growled back, and tried to shake me off, but I dug my claws into its eyes and started to claw at a small, exposed spot at the top of its head, eventually I reached the thin but strong bone and punched it, my knuckles cracked from it and blood seeped through the wound, but my own wounds were nothing compared to what I had done to this flailing thing, and as I reached the point where I could see cracks, I felt two more presences come into focus, and they started hacking at the things legs, but I had already fractured its skull enough to see brain, so I dug into it, ripping it to shreds, and I felt the monster fall, still, no longer struggling, no longer breathing. Dead. I climbed off, panting heavily and walked to Masky and EJ, to make sure that they were ok. EJ had severe cuts down his arms, but he would live. The Jerk would live, seeing as he had cut his forehead and fainted from bloodloss. But Masky wouldn't get off so easily, although his wound wasn't severe, his mask had slipped, and I could see a dark red cut across his head, so I picked him up and started going inside...


To be continued...