Chapter 1
A businessman

1.30 a.m.
The doorbell rings.
"Eustace, can you please get the door?"
"Bah! Why do I have to do it?"
Eustace got out of bed, 'accidentally' pushing Courage off the bed as a result. Sneering at the dog, he muttered as he went down the steps. The last time he had to wake up at this time of night for visitors, he got possessed by his own computer and Doctor Vindaloo had to put him back together again.
A man clad in a dark tuxedo of some sort stood outside the house. If he could smile, he would be grinning like a little child. Some variety to his collection of victims. This time, a couple of elderly cranks right in the middle of Nowhere. Perfect. The dog would most likely be an easy picking too.
Eustace grabbed the front door and hollered,"We don't want any!" He then climbed up the creeky staircase back to the bedroom.
The smart-looking bloke just stood there, watching. He thought in his skull about the attrocious attitude of the old man. Oh, that jerk was going down first.
6.40 a.m.
"Eustace! Eustace! Eustace where on earth have you got to?"
Silence.
"Eustace, come take your breakfast, I got up especially early! Come on Eustace where are you?"
Muriel turned to Courage and asked,"You know where he is?"
Courage shook his head. For all he knew, Eustace might have gone back to the Exprimental Institute to grow his hair back again. He just continued searching for his yo-yo.
"Courage... I... feel faint..." Muriel uttered before collapsing on the ground, clutching her head. She laughed insanely and then fainted.
Courage panicked, digging in his pockets franically for a remedy. He turned around to see a tall man some distance away. His face was expressionless and he wore a business suit. He vanished upon seeing Courage.
"Aaaaahhh!"Courage screemed. What was that thing? What did it do to Muriel?
Courage then spotted Eustace's truck. It was on the road, but was empty. He dragged Muriel back into the house and rested her on her rocking chair. She giggled like a little girl and lost consiousness once again.
After making sure the house was secure, Courage left Muriel and got to the truck. It had its door ripped off, the windscreen shattered and a tyre had burst. A bloody mess filled the interior of the car. A pair of glasses lay in pieces in the middle of the revolting mess of blood. There was a child-like drawing of the man he had seen on a note pasted on the car dashboard. On the opposite face, a circle was crossed out.
Courage screamed once again. He continued to do so for a long time.
Courage stopped and thought: If it or he can kill Eustace, isn't Muriel next? Then me? Courage raced back to the house and found that Muriel was gone!
Courage screamed once more, this time hysterically. If only he had stayed! He could have saved Muriel! Courage dashed upstairs. Now there was only him and the killer! He slammed the door shut and bolted it. Climbing unto the chair in the computer room, he switched the computer on.
"Hurry! Hurry!"
"What is it now twit? Frankenstein raising an army of the dead?"
"Please computer, there's no time now!"
"So an encyclopedia salesman is bothering you?"
"Whatever! Eustace was killed and Muriel taken by a tall man in a dark suit!"
"Tell me what his face lookes like, not his height!"
"He... doesn't have a face!"
"You can't be serious... it can't be him!"
"Who? Who is that?"
"S-slender man. The slenderman!"
Heaing the computer sounding flustered for once in its existance made him feel even more afraid.
"Who is slenderman? What is he?"
"Look... look behind you!"
Slender was closing in on Courage. It started extending its tentacles.
"But not the tentacles!"
Courage ran out of the room and Slender used his long arm to almost catch him. Courage screamed like he was still in the katz motel. He pelted down the steps and jumped out through the window. There was only one way to escape and this he was not going to like at all.
Slender 'looked' in his direction and tried to scoff. He could appear wherever and whenever he wanted to, so the dog was still bound to die in the end at his whim and fancy. There was no use running at all. There also would be no place to hide. Slender would find them no matter what happened.