So, what do you do when someone is always watching you? What do you do when someone is always following you, never allowing you one moment of peace, of being alone? If you know the answers, I suggest that you use them. It would certainly be useful, for it could save more than one life-it is now your own and all of those around you whose lives are at risk now, my Little One. Now, wouldn't you like that? Wouldn't you like to save your pathetic little friends and to ensure your own safety and continue your pitiful existence? If I could only care, perhaps I would. Sadly, I don't. I will always be watching.

-der Ritter

Ellaina stared down at the passage she had just written. What a perfect little paragraph for her ongoing video game. It certainly was rewarding watching people play it online and find these lovely little notes that were usually either hints or something that could lead to their character's untimely death. The passage above was just that, a Death Note. She had to roll her eyes when the thought of a random anime popped up into her head. Even in college as a game designer, she could not escape the stupidity of her youth-that being the one filled with friends who adored anime to no end while she was the one to be kind and listen to their prattle while she secretly preferred horror movies or even sci-fi. Oh well, no need to live in the past. No, thinking of the past would only bring up those bad memories of when she had lost one of one of her anime-loving friends to a horrible fire. Little Ellaina had escaped with her life, somehow, but the trauma of seeing her friend's dead body had forever scarred her.

Shaking her head in an attempt to banish the precarious ways her thoughts were leading her, Ellaina entered her small class of twenty-some students. Yes, she taught them in her skills. It was fun for her to teach, plus the pay was pretty good. Her video game made her side money for fun. Here, though, she had to teach the young college kids what game design was all about. Well, she had taught them some lessons. Now it was time for an "oh-so-wonderful" exam, as she called it. The students never feared for her exams, so long as they had taken notes from the lectures and the Power Point presentations. Her exams were more or less word-for-word from her presentations.

As she slowly wandered the room, pretending as if she cared if the students cheated or not, she happened to glance out the window. There, standing just under a light post, was a man. A very tall man to be precise. Ellaina nearly laughed. So, one of her former students was trying to play a little Slendy prank, eh? Well, being a master of horror, she certainly wasn't about to let some imposter strike fear into her. Everyone knew that der Ritter was simply a meme. It would be quite entertaining if the thing was real. Her video game would have so many more hits. Looking outside again, there was no one there, only a driving rain that seemed to have come from nowhere. Well, Ellaina certainly had some more inspiration for her video game now. Plenty of thunder from a storm would cause her players to be a bit more than frightened.

With the students focused on their exams and Ellaina now furiously working at her computer to program rain and thunder into her game, no one noticed the Tall Man dressed in black suit standing in the darkest corner of the room. No one noticed his passive observance of the instructor of Introduction to Program Design who dared to call herself der Ritter, who believed him to be nothing more than a simple creation of the Internet. Well, that mindset would change soon enough. That thought in mind the man in the black suit disappeared to wait and to watch. For he was always watching and always willing to follow someone to the ends of the Earth if it meant satisfying his wants and desires. He was the Master, the One with no face. He needed no one and only needed to rid the world of pathetic pests like the one who dared to use his name. He was der Ritter. He is Slenderman.