I hopped the fence, landing into the woods on the other side with a soft crush, my feet landing solidly on the ground of the woods. Well, both sides were woods to be exact, but I jumped over the fence nonetheless with no hesitation. I looked around, and noticed that I had dropped my flashlight & camcorder, I picked them up, and turned it to a few trees. I flipped on the recorder and began filming, so I could try to see if I missed anything in the woods when I got home. On one of the trees, as a small slip of reflective white paper. I walked up to it, picked it up, shone my flashlight that was built into my camcorder on it, and attempted to read it, as it was too dark without my light. The paper reflected the light back into my eyes as I looked at it, making it harder to see with the reflection right into my face. However I was still able to read it anyway, but with some minor struggles. It read in scratchy writing, as if somebody had lacked motor functions, or just had bad handwriting:

"Find all 8 of the pages, but be careful, don't turn too fast, I might be watching...

-The Slender Man"

Who the heck is Slenderman, and why do I need to find 8 pages? What the heck is going on, because this park has no residents by the name of 'Slender Man'. I've never even heard of the name! I decided that this was most likely a stupid prank by some immature teenagers, and decided to go back home to safety from this, because this is just plain stupid. Trying to find my dog when there is a bunch of pranksters on the loose is a bad idea, there was no telling what kind of thing they could do to me. I turned around, and walked back to the fence. The only problem was that the fence was emitting a light humming sound, as if it was electrified now. I took a small piece of grass and spit on it, so it would make a conductor. I placed it on the fence and felt a shock. It seemed now that I was stuck in here, with no escape into the outside world beyond this tiny park. I suppose I'd have to find the 8 pages now, maybe once I play along and these people, or person, manages to scare me, I could go back to my house or continue the search for my lost pet, that had gotten loose from the leash I had hooked him on.

With a huff, I turned away from the fence, and walked deeper into the woods, the light reflecting off of the trees, and the steady crunch of grass and dirt following my every footstep. The woods wasn't such a scary place at night if you know where you're going. I could hear my every footstep on the ground as I walked.

"Crunch, crunch, crunch, crunch, crunchcrunch"

I stopped. What was that second crunch, that could not have been me, I was walking in a rhythmic pattern to keep my pace up. I turned around, and shone my flashlight into the trees behind me, all I saw was the reflection of the distant steel fence in my flashlight beam, I have not walked that far yet. I decided it may have been a branch falling, or one of the pranksters following me. That seemed like the most likely option, because nobody else beside me or them would be here. I turned back around and continued walking. In the distance, I noticed that there was a giant, red, metal silo standing up in what appeared to be a landmark of sorts. I walked a little faster to them, there might be a page on this giant tower, that way I could get this silly little game over with. I don't want to waste all of my time here when I have much better things to do.

Sure enough, when I walked up to the silo, I noticed a piece of lined paper that looked as if it was torn form a composition notebook taped to it, rips and tears all along the edges. The paper, had writing on it, in the same scratchy method as before...

"Don't look or it takes you!"

What the hell does that mean? Don't look or it takes me. What am I not supposed to look at? What does it mean by "it takes you"? Does that mean I can't look at the pages anymore? No, wait, I was told to find the pages, so that would make no sense... I was confused, completely and utterly by this page, I had no idea what it meant. I looked at the paper some more, a little under the words I saw a scribbled drawing of a stickman.. Perhaps this was what I was not supposed to look at, a stickman? I laughed, and with a shrug, I turned away from the rocks, looking back into the woods. I suppose I should get back to the search for the pa... Wait, whats that?

Directly across from me kinda-far away, but easy to see, was a man in a black tuxedo. His face was hard to make out, because my vision was getting fuzzy. I could no longer see as well as I could before. I blinked a few times, and used the sleeve of my coat to wipe my eyes, maybe something's in it, because I had 20/20 vision. When I looked back up, he, or her... it... was gone. I could have sworn I seen him... it... there... perhaps it was my imagination... Oh well, on to the next page, no need to dwadle.

As I walked throughout the woods, I could feel something nipping at the back of my brain, something not right... I didn't like the feeling, it made me uncomfortable. I kept walking still, heading for the next page. I suppose that this is rather well set up for a prank, most of what I get pulled on me is a flaming pile of poop on my doorstep or Bologna on my car. Most people my age don't know how to do crap, They spend all their time on drugs and video games.

I stopped. I hadn't been paying attention to where I was going. I was so lost in thought I didn't notice that there was a blue oil truck right in front of me, blocking my path onwards. Maybe a paper was on the truck, or I could drive it out of here? I think there would be, considering just putting papers on trees was a little bland. Unfortunately, as I walked around the tanks, I saw no sign of the reflective white of paper, and I saw that the tanker was missing two of its wheels. Even if I could start it up, there was no way I could drive it away from here.

As I walked around the blue oil tanker some more, I could feel something nipping at the back of my mind, something pulling at my brain, something bothering me, something making me feel almost as if someone was watching me. I did a full circle, turning completely around, but saw nothing but the trees of the woods around me. Nothing there. The feeling slowly faded away as I continued walking, perhaps I'm just being paranoid. At least, I hope that's what it was.

Wait a minute, my camcorder, I was recording the entire time! I hit the stop button and re-winded to the point after I found the first paper. Lets see, there's me reading the paper, then there's me turning around... the screen fuzzed up with static when it got to the point I saw the person... I could barely make it out, so I paused it. I got lucky and got it on a frame with little to no static. Using the controls on the camcorder, I zoomed it. That was most definitely a man, a TALL man...

I looked closer, at the mans face... or lack of a face. It was just a pale white area that had the shape of a head... I was getting scared, this was a well-done prank, people could not remove a face, this was a man with the intent to kill that was coming after me. I don't want to do this, was this the Slender Man, a sick paradoy made by some idioctic teens? was this what they want me to do?

I re-hit record on my camcorder and continued walking. If I die here, at least my camcorder may be able to record what happened, and show whats going on in here to the outside world. I had become trapped in this twisted game that some fools want me to play... I was trapped in a nightmare with no escape...

It begins...