27th September 2010
I can't do this anymore. My life is in greyscale. Every day is the same thing, day in, day out. I feel as if I am chained to my desk, to the screen in front of me. Doomed to spend my days click-click-clicking. And the worst part is; there's no-one left to care. Ever since my parents were killed in a car crash, I have felt so alone. My friends tried at first, but they gave up eventually. My boyfriend was the last to leave me. He told me that I was no longer the woman he fell in love with. That I was simply a husk. I feel like a husk. Empty. Broken.
My name is Amanda Blake. I am 27 years old. Today is the last day of my life.
28th September 2010
Something impossible has happened. I was driving to who knows where, determined to end my life, when I saw him; standing under a street light. I know who he is. He is the face that haunts my nightmares. He is the monster hiding in my mind. It is impossible that he exists. But I know what I saw.
My video camera is recording.
29th September 2010
I have not left the house since this morning. I opened the door, stepped out onto the porch, then the next thing I know, I am back inside my house. He was there. I know it.
30th September 2010
I have reviewed the video footage. He is in my house.
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20th April 2011
I have tried to run. I have tried to hide. There is no escape. I look for him everywhere I go. The few people who I once considered, not friends, but companions, have heard nothing from me in months. I have given up trying to contact them. What is the point? They cannot help.
Every day I am more terrified. Every day, I fear I shall never live to see the next.
And I am almost afraid to admit it…
I have never felt more alive.
21st April 2011
I was on the road all day today. No sign of the monster. I feel strange. Every day for the past month, I have glimpsed him, or at least seen him in the video footage. Why is he not here?
22nd April 2011
Again, no sign of the monster. I am unsure of what to do. I have spent so long running. What do I do if there is nothing to run from?
23rd April 2011
Caught sight of the monster whilst driving. Experienced a strange sense of relief.
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1st January 2012
It has been almost two years since I first began to run. This is my life now, this never-ending road.
And I can't explain it. But… Every day, this monster has followed me. Diligently, unwaveringly focused on me. No one has ever paid me this sort of attention before. When he first began to stalk me, I hated him for tearing away my life. But I realise now, that had I not seen him that day, I would have driven my car into a river.
He saved my life.
2nd January 2012
I am done running. I cannot do it anymore. This monster, this incredible, heartless monster has won. I have realised I can't live without him. He has, through terrorising me, taken away all I had. The only thing left is him. Slenderman.
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I stand in the forest, flickering flashlight in hand, staring at the thing that changed my life so. The camera in my hand makes an odd noise and I drop it, almost absent-mindedly, mesmerised by the creature before me.
Slowly, I walk forwards, hesitating a few steps before him. I feel a wave of terror creep over me, but instantly it drowns away, to be replaced with a strange lethargy. I stare up at him, where his eyes would be.
He moves forwards. I do not know whether he is gliding or walking, so drawn am I to the whiteness of his face. Before I know it, he is but inches away from me. I look away from his head, closing the distance between us and burying my face in his suit. I feel the shadows wrap around me, and for a delicious, liminal moment I am surrounded and protected and wanted and loved.
Then everything goes black.