The Seer of Dark Chapter 1, a mythology fanfic

*Le me sitting by fire and drinking tea* TheNerd: Why hello there, I didn't see you there. Welcome to my first story. I know you'll like it *Le me gives you mini creepypasta characters*

Beauty: Yoi! What are you doing?

TheNerd: I'm making a fantastic story and giving the readers mini creepypastas?

Beauty: 030...

TheNerd: What?

Beauty: Didn't you tell them?

TheNerd: Tell them what? *Le Beauty pushes TheNerd out of the chair* YOI!

Beauty: You readers might know me. The author of "Skulduggery Pleasant: Bloodline" and "GoodNight", by the way We advise you to check out my stories, BeautyandtheNerd. Anyway this is my twin brother's account. We both not only surprisingly look a like, even if he's a boy and I'm a girl, we both LOVE to write. So favorite and review this story, OR ELSE!

TheNerd: Trust me, I may be older by 5 minutes, but she's scarier. 0_0 Anyway I hope you like it!

Chapter 1

The Gift

The boy in the back row with blonde hair got in position. And blew. The spit ball hit the girl in front of him in the back of the head. Her wavy;curly golden brown hair dented with so many spit balls. She finally turned around when the 20th spit ball hit her. But when she turned around, he blew again, this time the spit ball hitting her face. The blonde boy laughed in her face.

"Drake!" She growled.

"Miss Evans!" The teacher shouted. The girl tensed up. She turned around to face her teacher.

"Yes, ?" She asked.

"Detention! 30 minutes." he said.

"But-"

"1 hour! And if don't want another hour of detention after school, I suggest you to stop talking." He said sourly. Mr. Garcia wasn't a very nice teacher, let alone a fair one. He thought he was a genius and rich and he wanted to show teenagers how smart he was and how stupid they were. Especially to the smart students. It was very difficult to pass his class. He disliked all of hid students, except the rich students and smart students. But he especially hated Ray Evans. The wavy;curly golden brown haired girl. She was actually homeless. Her mother died in a car crash when she was 4 and her father ran off on her 13th birthday. Ray's dad was a so devastated from the death of her mother, that he found closer in gabbling, A. LOT. When he stopped paying taxes, Ray had to try and support her father and herself to keep their home, but getting little tips for helping people take their groceries to their cars and walking dogs wasn't enough. Her father left her the day before the house was confined from her. All she had was the clothes off her back, a light faded red flannel, a white tank top, blue jeans, and brown boots. She had a picture of her parents and her when things weren't bad, and need things for school. No friends to help her out in rough times. And no family to love her.

After school ended. Ray spent an hour cleaning Mr. Garcia's classroom till there wasn't a speck of dirt.

"A maid could do better, but not bad Miss Evans. Now get out your homeless face out of my sight." Ray grabbed her backpack and left. As she was exiting off of school grounds, The blonde boy, known as Drake, a couple of his friends and their girlfriends.

"Hey Ray-Ray." One girl called out to her.

"How's your mom and dad? Oh that's right your mom was killed and your daddy left you cause your the reason for her death." Drake asked.

"I don't have time for this." the two boys grabbed her arms.

"What do you mean? You don't have a home to go to, you have all the time in the world. Or are your little ghost friends waiting for you?" Drake commented. The boys holding her arms through her to the ground. One of them pinned her to the ground as the other one grabbed her backpack. The girls grabbed it from the boy and tore through it. They dumped her stuff out. They ripped her papers and backpack. Ray tried to brake out of the boy's grasp, but couldn't. Drake saw the picture of her family and picked it up. "Oh look, it's little Ray-Ray and her parents."

"Boy, is she an ugly kid." One girl commented.

"She must get it from her mother." The girl with black hair grabbed the picture from Drake and got closer to Ray.

"I wonder if the spirits like making her insane, like her parents." She said. Ray spit in her face. The girl jerked up and dropped the picture.

"You Bitch!" She hissed.

"That's it." Drake walked toward Ray and started to kick her along with everyone everyone was finished kicking her, they left. Ray got up slowly. It hurt really bad. She had a bloody nose and was spitting out blood. Ray have bruises and cuts all over her face and where they kicked her. Ray grab was was left of her backpack and stuff. She grabbed the her picture and put it in her pocket, then walked away. When Ray at the central park, she saw a bench and sat down, exhausted. There weren't that many kids, but there were plenty of little monster; ghost things. Ray could see these things since she could remember. Sometimes she could avoid it. But other times it was un-avoidable. She use to talk to these things, but kids started to pick on her. They'd say she was a psychic or something, but most would say she's insane. That's how she lost her ex-best friend, Drake. An eyeball came towards her and hit her in the face.

"Buuuuuglop."

"Get the hell off me." Ray said pushing it away from her. Ray laid down on the bench and went to sleep, hoping that things will get better.

Ray awoke to the sound of rustling. She opened her eyes quickly and looked around. She saw two figures walking towards her. Ray got down and crawled under the bench quickly. As the figures got closer, she saw them walk past the bench. Ray could hear them.

"Come on, please!" One said. It sounded like a little girl.

"No, I'm not giving you a piggy back ride, grow up." As they got a little further away, Ray could see one the size of a little girl. She had curly golden brown hair like herself, but she seemed dirty and saw blood. The other one was tall, it seemed to be a boy wearing a white hoodie and black jeans. He also seemed to be caring a bloody knife. Ray felt like she'd seen them before.

"What the hell?" They kinda looked like...no, it couldn't be. They were just fictional murderers made up by people and put on the internet. "That's impossible. They're not real." Ray said silently to herself. As soon as they were far enough, Ray got up from under the bench and followed them from a distance. They entered the forest across from the park. It felt like hours until finally Ray saw them stop at an old abandon well. The boy dressed like the creepypasta Jeff, picked up the little girl dressed like Sally. He set her on the edge of the well. She hopped in and soon he hopped in as well. As soon as they disappeared into the well, Ray ran towards it. It had a little arch on top with a painting of Earth on it. There were vines growing around it as well. Ray took a closer look in.

"H-Hello?" She called. She looked in deeper. "Hellooo?" Ray scooting further in, but that was a mistake. She slipped and fell in. "Fuck Me!" she shouted. Ray slid down,she was sliding down so fast she felt like she was on the sling shot ride at Knott's Berry farm, but then Ray went around in circles like a closed water slide. Ray went up and down, side to side, around and around until finally she saw light. Ray flew out shattering the top of the well and hitting the ground. Her ears were ringing, She got up quickly and looked around.

"Holy shit." she silently said. Ray was on a street in, what looked like New York or the center of a busy town. But the sky was dark. it would be much lighter outside if it was New York. Then as soon as she the ringing stopped, she could hear cars honking at her. Ray looked around her. She smack dead in the middle of a very busy street. Cars everywhere around her. How could she be in a town if she went down a well?

"T-this isn't happening." Soon the people started getting out of their cars, was when she started getting scared. They didn't look like people. They looked like monsters. Creepypasta monsters. Ray widen her eyes in disbelief. Turning around in circles. Panicking. She saw many creepypastas she remembers. Suicide Sqidward. Masky. Enderman. And many more murderous monsters. They were looking at her with a shocked look. Ray could hear some of them whispering to one another.

"It's a human."

"How'd she find the well?"

"Can she see us?"

"Lets eat her."

"Ya! I haven't had a good snack in a long time." Ray couldn't help it. She was so scared, she didn't know what was going on. She screamed. All the monsters around her, even the ones that were about to charge, covered their ears. The lights exploded around her. As soon as it was dark Ray ran as fast as she could away from all of this. She ran down the street. She bumped into more monsters. And Some chased her down the streets. What the hell was going on? She wondered. Ray looked behind her and could see them chasing her.

"This isn't real! This isn't real! This isn't-" Then, not looking where she was going, Ray ran into someone. She feel back and looked up at who she ran into. It was Slenderman. 'Shit! I'm so fucked!' Ray thought. He was much taller than she thought he'd be. And much more scarier. Ray was terrified. Ray went to get up and ran, but was grabbed by her ankle by one of Slenderman's tentacles. It was sticky and nasty. Slenderman brought Ray up close to his faceless face. Ray had tears streaming down her terrified, bloody, bruised up face. Ray tried fight back.

"Let me go!" She shouted. She turned her head to the the monsters coming up to Slenderman. They stopped as soon as they saw Slenderman with Ray. Slenderman turned and started to walk away.

"HEY!" one shouted. Slenderman stopped and turned around.

"That's our kill you over no faced twig!" It shouted. Another one of Slenderman's tentacles zipped past Ray and hit the monster in the head. The tentacle ripped through it's skull. Ray gasped. Slenderman took his tentacle back. The monster that was hit in the head, was still standing. It's face looked scarier.

"Next time I'll kill you." Slenderman said with a deep, dark, threatening voice.

"S-Sorry, She's all yours Mr. Slenderman." It said nervously. All the monsters looked terrified. Then they ran off.

"Now," Slenderman pulled Ray closer to his "face". "How can a human be here?" He asked.

"I-I don't even know myself mister Slenderman, h-honest. I-I fell down this well a-and..." ray lost her voice.

"Hmm. You seem to know my name. And you seem to be able to hear and see this place, including myself. What else do you know about?"

"W-Well I-" Ray stopped as she looked behind him. It was a floating green cat with one eye. Slenderman noticed this and looked behind him. He looked back at Ray.

"Do you see the incorporeal?" Slenderman asked. Ray didn't know what they were that she's been seeing for years, but nodded. "Hmm." Slenderman then slender walked, with Ray, toward a dark castle in the distance.

"Where are you taking me?" She asked.

"To the Pit to see Zalgo and see what he thinks."

When they entered the Pit, Ray say lots of creepypastas as guards. Ray noticed BEN Drowned smiling at her like he was high or something. Ray gulped as they entered a giant room. Ray say a the giant demon black demon sitting on a lava like thrown. Slenderman turned her upside right and set her down gently.

"Speak, Slenderman. Why do you have a human with you? You know humans can't see us unless were hunting them." His voice was very loud; booming, it was dark but smooth at the same time.

"This isn't just any ordinary human, Zalgo." Slenderman said. Ray looked at Zalgo. He was bigger than Slenderman. Then she noticed Zalgo had seven mouths. All of a sudden she said something.

"He comes." She looked at Zalgo with wide eyes, and he looked back at her. "He who waits behind the wall." She covered her mouth. Zalgo looked at her oddly.

"Can you see me?" He asked. Ray nodded removing her hands slowly.

"Nezperdian Hivemind!' She shouted. Ray quickly covered her mouth. All of a sudden her eyes rolled back behind her head and started glowing a faint light blue. "

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̥͙̥͍͖̣͊̕W̨̥̩̩̥͐̽̎̚i̹̖̣͚̳̩̪͊ͩͩ̊ͧͯt̬̱̥͙̼̙̳̂ͬ̚h̾͐́̑ö̜̹̬̻̻͔̞́̈́͋̎̂̄u̪̜̳̐͛͛ͮ̃̏̉t͍͚̹͆ͬ͑̄ ̰̤̻ͬͥ͑ͯ͆ǫ̗̱̺͓̻̒̐ͪr̥͖͍̠͇ͤ͛̅͗̀d͇̟͓̗͍̦̏ͬͦ͐ͮ́͡e͎̳͈̭̝r̀ͥ҉͉̰̱̖̪.̀T̷̗̦͖͆̽̑̉̂̚ͅo̗̘̬̼̖̼ͨ̌̍̿̕ ̨͛ͭ͛ͫͮ͆ȋ̘̦̦̮̼͙͆̊̋̅̚̕n͖̙̙̬͉̦̠ͮ͑̊v̦ͪ͐̈́͆̅oͫ͗ͥ̋k͎͂̿ȩ̬̘͕̻̃͂ ͏̱͓̥̲̺̤t̜̖͌̑ͫͮh̵̬͚̑̓̐̽̚e̵̩͓̦̟ͪͫͦ͗͑ ͌͐͑̏̈hͩͭͣ͊͌ͭ͏͙i̶̲̼͊̊ͅv̶̭͈̙̙̦̽ͦͪ͊̋ͩĕ͉̬͍͇̃̎͒-̘̜͈̄̂m̟͚̲̼͚̰͛͜î̵̯͍͎ͥ̃̑̇ń̳̪̙̻͈͎̬ͪ̎̑͜d̥͖̩̗͖̟ͫ̔ͭͣ̋ͪ̽ r҉͈͎͔̟̞̪͓e̷̥̯̰͕̞̯̣̒ͫ̋ͨ͐p̥̖̱͖͂ͥ̌͗ͥ̂r̛̝͚͕̻͙̬ͧ̆̾͆̑̏ȇ̟̱̪̦̓̅̄́͠s̸̼̮̮̃̈́̐̾̑̈́ë̫̯̖͙̤͔͕̚ń͔̂̏̋ẗ̫͎͚̩͇͙̰̋i̝̮̼͖͙͉͓̅́ṇ̫̘͇̰̙̟͢g̨̱͇̻͇̜͖ͭͬͬ̂̽͆̍ ̨͖͚̲͈̘̜̃̒ͮͅc̩̥ͨͪ̐͆ĥ̢ͧ̿ͪ̆̽a̜͇̞o̜̮͆ͮ̂s.̻̋͛̀ͫ̌̀͆

̥͙̥͍͖̣͊̕W̨̥̩̩̥͐̽̎̚i̹̖̣͚̳̩̪͊ͩͩ̊ͧͯt̬̱̥͙̼̙̳̂ͬ̚h̾͐́̑ö̜̹̬̻̻͔̞́̈́͋̎̂̄u̪̜̳̐͛͛ͮ̃̏̉t͍͚̹͆ͬ͑̄ ̰̤̻ͬͥ͑ͯ͆ǫ̗̱̺͓̻̒̐ͪr̥͖͍̠͇ͤ͛̅͗̀d͇̟͓̗͍̦̏ͬͦ͐ͮ́͡e͎̳͈̭̝r̀ͥ҉͉̰̱̖̪.̀

̹̖̺̮ͦͬ̋͘T̘͌̏͝h̀ͧ̐͗͂̒̚͏͍̤͎̞̟e͔̫̰͖̟̳͒̀͒̐̊͜ ̵̤̠̹̃N͙ͨͦ̈̊e̍̓̇͊͋͏̭̙̗̼̩̥̦z̸̻͍͖̯̩ͬ̈́͌͊p͚̘̗̽ͨͫͥ͊ͣ̈́ͅẹ̩̜̹̦̞r̪͆ͦͬ̂̌̓͋͢d̏̀̓͑ͫ̓ͮi̡̗͉̲̲͓͎͂́ǻ͑͛̕n̬̺͙̩̺̮̏͑̚͠ ̫̦̇ͪ͛hͫ̍ͬͦͯ̇̕i̯̫̼̼̠ṽ̝̝̜͈͓̒e̪̩̰̰̬̳͔̎̃-̢̝̩̜̱͆ṁ̝̉̈́ͪ̔iͦṉ̨̜̙d̫̝̖̺̯͇ͅ ̖̺͋ͨͮ̋͜o͛̽́͋҉̣͙̤̟̻̟f̷̙͌̓̀ ͔̠͎͇̼̳c̻̲͇̪̱̦̒́̾ͫ̂̓h̘̐ͪ̂̚ͅa͎͖̼̒ͮ̔̏óͩͣͩͦ̉͞s͔̤̪̎̋͐̂͒ͧ͆.̦̦̗̜̘̼̈͠ ̶̻̭̭̻̂ͦͬ̿́͛ͧZ̥̤̱͎͔̬̲͝ä̪̘̘̤̣́͐̋ͩ̿̽l̡̬͔̱͖͆g̓͆͏̬͚̻̼ǫ̝͊͒̓̈́ͯͨ̚.̝̗͖̣̒ͫ

͔̳ͦ̀́H͇͚̯̘̹̣̐͐ͩ͝ͅeͦ̔̍͂ͭ ̙̳̺͢w̼̠̾ͥ́͌ͪ͠h̝̙̹̻̫̫͚͊͂̽͝o͙̤͎ͨ̍͢ ͕͚͒ͧͭ̒̽ͩW̨ͧ̆ͮͮ̾ã̙̼̙̪̝̭̘̋̌̓̆̅i̤̕t͏̠͕̮̼͕̖̙s̩̒͂̎ͅ ̮B͖̯̜̔̊͌̂̆̋e̶͈̮̻̅̚h̨̭̙̻̣͓̞̳͐ȉ̷̩͍̱̦̉n̡͈̟̰̪͇ͯ̈́̆d̬͓̦̅ͭ͋̂̉ͫ͟ ̶̹̲̗̦̉Ţ̻͗ͦͥͩ͋̓h̞̦̝̝̫͔͛̑͛̀̏ė͇̬̠̹̺ ͯ̍ͬͩW̰̜̪̣̞̣͐a̤̝͕̟̲̿͒̅ͭ͝l̵̠̞̭̼̖̃ͥ̆ͅľ̸̯͖͚̝̊̅͗̔̔ͧ.̩̻͙͖̫̦͊̃

̜̭̦͓̱͉͖̿͐̂̀̒̀̉Z͂̉͒͌͒ͭ͘A̖͎̼̮͂̒͊̄̅ͬL̼͇͈̬̾̄ͮ̆̈́͐̇Gͥ̂̈ͬͥͤ҉̪O͇͓̻!̠͖̖̩̭̠̓ͬT̷̗̦͖͆̽̑̉̂̚ͅo̗̘̬̼̖̼ͨ̌̍̿̕ ̨͛ͭ͛ͫͮ͆ȋ̘̦̦̮̼͙͆̊̋̅̚̕n͖̙̙̬͉̦̠ͮ͑̊v̦ͪ͐̈́͆̅oͫ͗ͥ̋k͎͂̿ȩ̬̘͕̻̃͂ ͏̱͓̥̲̺̤t̜̖͌̑ͫͮh̵̬͚̑̓̐̽̚e̵̩͓̦̟ͪͫͦ͗͑ ͌͐͑̏̈hͩͭͣ͊͌ͭ͏͙i̶̲̼͊̊ͅv̶̭͈̙̙̦̽ͦͪ͊̋ͩĕ͉̬͍͇̃̎͒-̘̜͈̄̂m̟͚̲̼͚̰͛͜î̵̯͍͎ͥ̃̑̇ń̳̪̙̻͈͎̬ͪ̎̑͜d̥͖̩̗͖̟ͫ̔ͭͣ̋ͪ̽ r҉͈͎͔̟̞̪͓e̷̥̯̰͕̞̯̣̒ͫ̋ͨ͐p̥̖̱͖͂ͥ̌͗ͥ̂r̛̝͚͕̻͙̬ͧ̆̾͆̑̏ȇ̟̱̪̦̓̅̄́͠s̸̼̮̮̃̈́̐̾̑̈́ë̫̯̖͙̤͔͕̚ń͔̂̏̋ẗ̫͎͚̩͇͙̰̋i̝̮̼͖͙͉͓̅́ṇ̫̘͇̰̙̟͢g̨̱͇̻͇̜͖ͭͬͬ̂̽͆̍ ̨͖͚̲͈̘̜̃̒ͮͅc̩̥ͨͪ̐͆ĥ̢ͧ̿ͪ̆̽a̜͇̞o̜̮͆ͮ̂s.̻̋͛̀ͫ̌̀͆

̜̭̦͓̱͉͖̿͐̂̀̒̀̉Z͂̉͒͌͒ͭ͘A̖͎̼̮͂̒͊̄̅ͬL̼͇͈̬̾̄ͮ̆̈́͐̇Gͥ̂̈ͬͥͤ҉̪O͇͓̻!̠͖̖̩̭̠̓ͬ

̖͍̠̼͚͖͓ͮ̔̈̄͗̀T̩̟̭̮̝̺̒̿̂̒̈ḧ̝̇͛̈́ͯ̿͢ĕ̦͎̙͋ͭ̏ ͕͐̀ȇ͇̙̭̺̙̠ͥ̑͡n̩̬͠t̞̺͑͋̿̏ͣ̚ï̧̔ͩ̈́̄ͭr̵̆͂́́eͤ ̟̳̝̇͑r̨̫̣͕̳̮ͩ̉̀o͈ͧ͆ͯͫͤ̐̅oͥ̎ͤ̇ͮ̉m͒ͧ̉͑̀ͦ ̵̭̩̦̝̝̦̪͛̆̓͗ȉ̱̦̘̪͖̼͚ͦ̉̓ͯ̓̀s͔̝̭̰͘ ̢̫̣f̞̹̭̆͛ͯi̽ͬ͑ͭͪ͛̚l̦̥͇͉̱̭̫l̴͕̲̬͋͂̍ͅē̇̆̆ͦ͘d͍͖ ̻̘̬̪͈̲̂̊ͦ̇̚w̷̯̘̤̟̟ͩ̂͛͂̄ͫ̿i̹͇̋̇̐̈ͦ̂ẗ́͐ͣͤ͛̚̕h̰͎͙̽̓ͩ̎ͤ͊ͧ ̶̱̰͙̩͆̈̔͋̀ͯZ̢͎̲͓̦̜ͧ͐̔a͍̜̲̜̓̾ͅl͙͓̯̙̗̩̍̈͛̉g̨̝̜͒̓ͯͬ̽͋̀o̸̟͔̥̲̞̭̒ͧ͆͛ͧ̈́̏.̫͕̘̫̽͗̋͒͐͞T̷̗̦͖͆̽̑̉̂̚ͅo̗̘̬̼̖̼ͨ̌̍̿̕ ̨͛ͭ͛ͫͮ͆ȋ̘̦̦̮̼͙͆̊̋̅̚̕n͖̙̙̬͉̦̠ͮ͑̊v̦ͪ͐̈́͆̅oͫ͗ͥ̋k͎͂̿ȩ̬̘͕̻̃͂ ͏̱͓̥̲̺̤t̜̖͌̑ͫͮh̵̬͚̑̓̐̽̚e̵̩͓̦̟ͪͫͦ͗͑ ͌͐͑̏̈hͩͭͣ͊͌ͭ͏͙i̶̲̼͊̊ͅv̶̭͈̙̙̦̽ͦͪ͊̋ͩĕ͉̬͍͇̃̎͒-̘̜͈̄̂m̟͚̲̼͚̰͛͜î̵̯͍͎ͥ̃̑̇ń̳̪̙̻͈͎̬ͪ̎̑͜d̥͖̩̗͖̟ͫ̔ͭͣ̋ͪ̽ r҉͈͎͔̟̞̪͓e̷̥̯̰͕̞̯̣̒ͫ̋ͨ͐p̥̖̱͖͂ͥ̌͗ͥ̂r̛̝͚͕̻͙̬ͧ̆̾͆̑̏ȇ̟̱̪̦̓̅̄́͠s̸̼̮̮̃̈́̐̾̑̈́ë̫̯̖͙̤͔͕̚ń͔̂̏̋ẗ̫͎͚̩͇͙̰̋i̝̮̼͖͙͉͓̅́ṇ̫̘͇̰̙̟͢g̨̱͇̻͇̜͖ͭͬͬ̂̽͆̍ ̨͖͚̲͈̘̜̃̒ͮͅc̩̥ͨͪ̐͆ĥ̢ͧ̿ͪ̆̽a̜͇̞o̜̮͆ͮ̂s.̻̋͛̀ͫ̌̀͆

̜̭̦͓̱͉͖̿͐̂̀̒̀̉Z͂̉͒͌͒ͭ͘A̖͎̼̮͂̒͊̄̅ͬL̼͇͈̬̾̄ͮ̆̈́͐̇Gͥ̂̈ͬͥͤ҉̪O͇͓̻!̠͖̖̩̭̠̓ͬ

"This is no mere human girl. This is the Seer." He said.

"That's what I thought as well. But I wasn't sure, so I brought her here for you to decided." Slenderman picked her up around the waist. Ray looked at Zalgo.

"Y-Your not gonna eat me?" She asked.

"Who said we weren't going to eat you. The Seer is a threat to the under realm."

"Um..what's a Seer?" Ray asked trying to distracted them from eating her.

"A Seer is a mortal that is able to travel to the under realm and see all us monsters. There hasn't been a Seer for over 100,000 years. Now do you know anything else about us?" Slenderman still didn't know how she knew him.

"Yes child, tell us something about me that you know." Zalgo said,

"Well Zalgo is a being described as horror itself. You have seven mouths, but you speak with six of them in different tongues. But if your seventh mouth were to open, it'll sing. Then the end of the world comes." Zalgo stared at her.

"You could be very good use to us. What's your name child?"

"R-Ray Evans."

"How old are you?" Slenderman asked.

"17."

"Alright child," Slenderman let her down and Zalgo picked her up in his hand and he said, " You have a choice to make. Your first choice is everyday at 3:00 PM, you'll come to the under realm to check in, no later than 3:15. Basically to make sure you're not hiding anything that'll kill us. You can stay until 10:00 PM. Your second choice is I kill you in the most agonizing death possible. So what will it be, Miss Evans?"

"Well I guess I have no choice but the first choice." Ray said. Zalgo smiled at her.

"Good girl, now," Zalgo put her down. "Go home. Your parents must be wondering why you aren't home for diner yet." Ray looked down at her feet. She just stood there.

"Miss Evans? Zalgo said you can go home." Slenderman said.

"I...I don't have a home." Ray said quietly.

"Well, that's not my problem is it? No get out of my sight." Zalgo threatened. Slenderman came up to her and guided her out. As soon as they left the Pit Slenderman reached into his pocket and handed Ray a key.

"What's this?"

"A key. To a house no one knows about. It's small and isn't in the best shape, but it'll do for now." Ray looked up at Slenderman. She smiled lightly.

"Thank you."

"Here I'll slender walk you there. Just remember, come to the under realm at 3:00." Ray started hearing static and everything when from a dark street to the front of an abandon house. Ray walked up to the door and unlocked it. She opened the door to see it was furnished. She went to the bedroom and saw a nicely made bed. As well as her belongings. Ray laid on the bed and feel asleep thinking about what happened today. A Seer? Her? And why did Zalgo let her go? But before she could think of anymore questions, she feel asleep.