A house in a village near the forest.
Jeff went into the room.
-Go to sleep... - he said, licking blood off his knife. Little girl looked at him with tears in her eyes. She covered herself, and laid her head on the pillow.
-Good girl.
She didn't hear that. In the morning she'll find two dead bodies in her parent's bedroom. She'll spend her life seeking the mysterious murderer. She'll learn many things to take revenge. She'll save many lifes.
Maybe they'll even meet again one day?
Jeff smile widened. He jumped through the window into the night.
Sweet, dark night, where no one could see him. He loved the fresh air, and the wet grass. So different from the dusty rooms in the prey's houses...
But the scent of blood followed him everywhere. Even now, running away through the trees, he still felt the warmth of blood on his hands. His heart was racing.
"Fuck, it's so great..."
He stopped in the middle of the forest, panting heavily. He could rest now. The adrenaline started fading, and the tiredness reminded of itself.
Trying to catch his breath, he fell onto the grass.
It was so calm here. Maybe even too much.
"Who cares? I'm a legend" he laughed to himself. The smile faded, when he saw a white shadow in the corner of his eye.
-Wh...- he lifted his head.
A tall man was standing right in front of him. Jeff stood up to face the man, but he had to hold his head high up to see the other's face. No... There was no face...
-Fuck... Uh... - how could he not notice the guy coming? He tried to calm his breath, but this... Jeff couldn't believe the shit happening. There was something terrifying in this faceless man Jeff took a step back, staring where the taller man's eyes should be, trying to keep him in place.
Slenderman didn't move. He just stood there, making no sound.
Another step, and Jeff's back met an old tree. He looked back in surprise, and his voice stuck in his throat, when two long hands caught him by the collar, and lifted up, pinning him to the tree.
-Nnnn... Get off - he cried quietly, seeing the white face really close to his own.
Something tied his hands, then wrapped itself around his waist, and neck, forcing him to look in the monster's face.
Jeff felt dizzy.
For the first time in his life, he was the prey. And he couldn't hide the fear...
-Go away - he whispered, looking from behind his messy, black hair.
But the bonds only tightened causing him to scream in pain.
Jeff started trembling, when the the other's hands touched his crotch.
-No!- the tentacles, cold, and wet as the night started moving under his shirt.
Jeff opened his mouth again to protest, but white lips covered it slowly.
The barely concious killer started stuggling when the other unzipped his pants.
Slenderman took Jeff's knife, and stabbed him in the stomach.
-I'll kill you... - Jeff whispered, smiling widely. The warm blood started dripping down his legs.
His vision became blurry, and turned off, when the wey thing entered him.