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Clementine's P.O.V
"Alright Clem, just get some sleep. Nick and Pete will be taking you out to the fish traps in the morning." Luke said as I walked into the living room of the cabin. There was a nice spread of sheets and pillows on one of the sofas that's meant for me. I let out a sigh and got comfy on the sofa, before Luke left the room he blew out the candles and said, "Good night, Clem." Before walking up to his bedroom. I heard the soft click of the lock and the sound of him getting into bed, it was the only thing I could really hear, everything else was silent. Well, mostly silent, I could hear this drumming sound. It sounded like the drums were getting louder and closer, I shrugged it off and shut my eyes. Ready for a good nights rest, little did I know that this was going to be one of the longest nights of my life.
*Scratch* *Scratch*
My eyes slowly opened to the sound of scratching, I was still tucked in on the sofa, I could tell it was still nighttime because of the darkness of the other side of the window pane. Everything looked the same as when I went to bed, except for a flashlight resting on the coffee table in front of me. I don't remember it being there when I went to bed, that's odd.
Maybe one of the group members woke up and possibly left the flashlight here, maybe whoever it was is still awake. I reached over and grabbed it, warm. It's been used recently. I flick the switch, causing the room to be fully seen. I take a look around from where I sat, the light moves from corner to corner, wall to wall.
I look back over to the wall in front of me and lead the light up to the ceiling, my heart skips a beat. On the wall there was what looked like charcoal, it was rough, scratched into the wallpaper even. It was a picture, the rough lines of charcoal came together to form a stick figure man, surrounded by trees. Questions filled my head, I felt scared. The picture had a sinister feel to it, whoever drew it must've been extremely tall, the picture was high up on the wall.
That explains the scratching that woke me up, but that only means that whoever drew this was just in the room with me about two minutes ago. The thought sent chills down my back and made the hairs on my arms stand up. I needed to show the rest of the group this. With that I quickly got up off the couch and was guided by the light of the flashlight to Luke's room. I remember him locking the door last night, but the door was wide open.
I gasp as I shine the flashlight around the rest of the room. The dressers and cabinets are knocked over on the floor with clothes and paper? surrounding them. I take a few hesitated steps into the room and take a better look around. There were splashes of blood on the floor and even more paper, which looked like it had writing on it.
I dreaded to think about what happened to Luke, I kneel down a pick up a sheet of paper. It said, find the pages...find all eight pages...Clem you need to find the pages..or you'll end up like us, underneath the writing was picture of the cabin group. Everyone was there, I can guess what happened to them all based on how the picture looks.
Black X's covered each members eyes, showing that they were all dead. I couldn't believe this, I was up and talking to them just last night. No, no..I shook my head in disbelief. They can't be dead, and if they were dead how could they have wrote this note? I wasn't really close to any members of the group because, after all I just met them yesterday. I noticed that the writing was in charcoal. What does it mean by eight pages?
I folded up the paper and placed it in my pocket. I know I'm dealing with some dark stuff now, to stay alive it says I have to find these eight pages. I snooped around a bit more for any more clues, hints, or tracks. If the cabin group was dead, they must've left behind some sort of trace. There was a lone sheet of paper just laying on Luke's bed, it looked a bit suspicious, so I picked it up and read it.
It was a drawing (Still in charcoal) of the cabin and the woods surrounding it. There was an arrow showing that I need to go into the woods. This is insane. What are these 'pages'? Why do I need to find them? Who killed the cabin group? Where are their bodies? Who drew the drawing in the living room? Why am I still alive?
The paper says go into the woods, as stupid as this sounds, I might find some answers out there. There might be walkers, but I have a feeling I won't be running from them. I cautiously walked out of the room and made my way to the front door. Before I turned the knob I heard some leaves crunching outside, I quickly dashed over to the window.
Nothing. "Damn it." I said angrily and walked back over to the door. Whoever it was out there was stalking me. Or worse, playing with me. Fear flooded my veins as I stepped out into the chill air. I still had my flashlight, but it was loosing battery fast.
I was scared. I could feel right arm trembling in fear and in my left I clutched the flashlight tightly. I took a deep breath and walked into the darkness of the forest. The flashlight light led me away from the cabin, after about what seemed like an hour, I stopped and changed directions.
I knew I was going to get lost, but right now, that was the least of my worries.
After about another five minutes I came across a building, built up on bricks and plaster. I suddenly stopped in my path, there was a presence here, I could feel it, and it was right behind me. I didn't dare to turn around, but instead I sprinted to the building.
As I ran through the door I caught a glimpse of the presence.. A tall man in a tuxedo, with a red tie and no…face. I had to cover my mouth to keep from screaming. I didn't understand what was happening, how could this happening?
This entire thing seemed like a nightmare, except this was real. Fear flooded my veins and my heart felt like it would burst out of my chest.
I'm not giving up.
I got up off the wall I was leaning on and adventured through the building, I took a turn and found myself in a dark, creepy, hallway. One shaking step after another, I walked down the hallway. Even with the flashlight showing the way, I was scared shitless.
At the end of the hallway was a door, I put my shaking left hand on the knob and pushed it open. Blood covered the walls, papers scattered on the floor and broken glass. I walked in and to my horror I find a very familiar figure leaning on the wall.
It was Nick, his eyes were gauged out with black X's on them. I felt sick, I clutched my stomach as I took a few more steps closer to him. I reached out my arm and placed two of my fingers on his neck to check for a pulse.
Nothing. Nick was dead. His brain wasn't destroyed which lead me to the question of, How is he not a walker? Well, I didn't have the answer.
My eyes trailed down from his head to his hand that was clutching a piece of paper. I yanked it out of his tightly gripped hand and read what it said, Always watches..No eyes. Underneath the writing was a poorly sketched out head with X's on where the eyes should be. The writing and the drawing was done in the familiar charcoal. I let out a shaky breath and placed the paper in my pocket.
*SCRATCH*
I jumped at the sound, my head snapped in the direction of the sound, which was right above Nicks head. 1/8 pages collected was written in charcoal right above Nicks head, In large letters.
"Is this some sort of game?" I muttered angrily as I stood up to get a better look at the writing.
*CREAK*
The floorboards in the hallway creaked, that could only mean one thing. Someone was walking towards me. I didn't want to stick around to find out. There was only one way out of this room without exiting through the hallway.
The window was broken open and the drop was only a couple of feet. I got up and stood on the window still.
I jumped and landed hard on my feet, I didn't care about the pain. I needed to get out of there. Tree after tree I passed as I continued running through the forest. Once out of breath I stopped and leaned on a nearby tree.
After about a minute or so later, I was ready to get up and running. It seems I don't have to go very far for the next page, there sat the body of Alvin resting against a tree with the next note right above his head.
His eyes were gauged out as well, with the same black X's covering his eyes. He was dead as well, with brain intact. I took a deep breath and grabbed the paper from above him, Help Me the paper had written on it.
Surprise, surprise. On the tree trunk there was now, 2/8 pages collected.
(I'm gonna speed things up a bit.)
For the next few hours I was wandering around, in search of the other pages. Every time I found one, a cabin group member was there. Dead of course. I found Rebecca in an burnt down house, Sarah in a car, Pete in the back of a truck, and Carlos beside a boulder.
Each one of them had a page, and each one of them had their eyes gauged out with the same black X's covering each eye. I had a couple run ins with the presence I now call The slender man. The no faced demon almost got me a couple of times.
I always managed to get away though, the fear I had when I left the cabin was still with me, and getting stronger. I was shaking more now then I did when I left.
What happens when I find all eight pages? It would be too good to be true if Slender just let me go. I had two pages left to find, but only one more cabin group member to find. Luke, Luke was definitely my favorite member out of all of them.
He didn't believe me about the dog bite at first, but he made it up to me later. He was kind, funny, and caring. I let out a sad sigh and continued running through the trees.
I couldn't look behind me, that's something I've learned. Don't look or it takes you. I found that note with Sarah awhile ago. Slender was probably only a couple feet away from me, It's okay Clem, just don't look at him I thought to myself. I continued running until I came across an abandoned house, this one however was intact. I stepped inside, ready for the worst. I dreaded to think that the seventh page is here.
But that also means that Luke is here as well. After finishing searching the bottom portion of the house, I went up the stairs to be greeted by another creepy hallway.
There was two doors on each side, I checked three of them and proceeded to open the next door.
*Cough Cough*
Someone is in there! Someone alive, I burst through the door and took a quick look around. Papers stapled to the walls, but these were copies of the pages I've been finding out in the woods, not the originals.
*Cough Cough*
I turn and see, Luke. He looked tired, dark circles under his eyes and skin pale, but alive. I walked over and kneeled by him, "Clem.." He wheezed, I clutched his hand in mine and he squeezed it.
"He's coming for me…Clem take the page and go.." He rasped, opening his eyes and staring straight into mine. I sadly nodded and wrapped my arms around Luke for a hug, which he returned.
I pulled away and took the page that was resting next to Luke's side, Leave me alone it said. I folded the paper and placed it with the others in my pocket, and of course on the wall there said, 7/8 pages collected. Like the room Nick was in, the only exit was through the window, I didn't exactly want to meet Slender in the hallway or downstairs.
The drop was larger than the last one, but before I jumped, I turned around and got another look at the tired body of Luke. "Goodbye Luke." I said loud enough for him to hear me, with that now said, I turned back around and jumped.
Landing on my arm that was holding the flashlight, and the same arm that Sam bit me on, I cried out in pain. I looked down at my arm and saw the stitches were pulled and some glass shards sticking out of it.
"Fuck!" I muttered angrily as blood began to ooze out, I needed to keep moving. I started taking a few painful steps away from the house.
"AHHHHHHH!" I heard Luke scream out, I felt sadness tear away at me, but I knew I needed to keep going. So that's exactly what I did, I ran, I needed just one more page to find. I could hear drums, the same drums I heard when I went to bed a few hours ago.
Except theses drums were louder, and getting even louder. They sounded like they were getting closer, Slender. He's coming. Slender is coming.
My flashlight was broken, so I had no idea where I was going. I was lucky I didn't trip on a stump or run into something.
Finally, a familiar structure could be seen. The cabin, without hesitation I made a dash for the door that I left open, I quickly slammed it shut and back away from it. I didn't dare take a look to see what was behind it.
I turn back around from the door and see the last page…just laying right there on the floor…. I picked it up and read it. This page is for you… It said, I took a second to process what it meant, this page is for me…I'm going to end up like the rest of the cabin group. Written in blood on the floor, 8/8 pages collected.
Before I could react I heard the sound of the door opening. Without thinking, I turn around to be staring right at the Slender man.
"AHHHHHHH!"
*GASP*
My eyes open and rays of sunlight shine on my face, causing my eyes to shut again. I block out the sun with my hand and look around at my surroundings. I was in the living room of the cabin. My entire body was covered in sweat and I was breathing hard.
I was on the sofa with all the blankets and pillows on the floor. One hell of a nightmare I thought to myself. "Clem, you okay?" I heard a voice say behind me, I turn around and see the worried face of Luke. "Yeah, I'm fine." I say.
He nods and walks away, It was all a dream, It was all a nightmare. I'm alive, the rest of the group is alive, no sign of slender anywhere. I let out a thankful laugh and just took that moment to appreciate life.
After a second of being thankful, I shift in my spot on the sofa and feel something in my pocket...I reach my hand deep in the pocket and pull out a sheet of...paper.
I uncrumpled it and read what it said.
Its never over.
There ya go! Hope you all enjoyed! This my first kinda major One-shot that I've written, I don't expect many reviews, but anyways, thanks for reading!
~GHOST