Chapter 1
If only I'd seen this coming. Then again, I'm not sure I'd want to.
I'd been sitting in the driver's seat of my crappy truck, staring down the panel showed the seatbelt light, gas gauge, speedometer. Plus whatever else there was. But there was a more prominent question in my mind than that. Why? Every single light on the dashboard and panel was on, flickering on and off. The gauges for the gas, speed, and everything else moved up and down as if electrocuted. That startled me more, because five minutes ago, my truck just stopped, it was as if someone had slammed on the brakes. Only I know for a fact I didn't touch them. The only thing I could control was the steering wheel and the brake. My gaze flicked over to my hands, still glued to the driver's wheel. I pulled my hands away, the surface of the wheel had stuck to my hands a little. My gaze shifts over to my bag, laying on the floor in the passenger's side, a plain black bag with a long strap on it. "Shit." I muttered. Then I said it a few more times, my usual string of curses. I ignored the trucks gauges cranking on the trucks door handle hard and it swung open, protesting with a loud groan and I slid out. I left it open and looked out at the horizon. The entire landscape was lined with tree after tree, a forest it seemed. I glanced across me over the road, same deal, more trees. A groan of metal sounded behind me, I whipped around to find my truck's door slammed, slight ajar. But that wasn't what my gaze went to, I was focusing on a new dent in it's door. My eyes flicked wider for a second before returning to their normal size. I walked up to my door, and ran my fingertips across the dent, the trucks orange red paint coming in in flakes between my fingers. I grabbed my cell phone out of my back pocket, wanting to get a picture of it. I punched the passcode in, but my eyes narrowed when I saw a grey static like screen looking up back at me. I pressed the home button, and it screeched at me as if possessed. I winced and turned my phone's volume off and then pressed it main power button, holding it for a second while it powered down. The wind flared up suddenly, causing me to raise my head up to the horizon again, and I shuddered at the scene of a bloody looking sunset through the trees, and chill prickled my spine a million times. It was like a pianist performing his notes, the prickling of the keys and my spine, it was constant. I grabbed a fuzzy wool blanket I had from the back of my truck after I'd opened the back door, climbing in and shutting it tight with a thud. I swiped back my long hair that had crossed over my line of vision.
Tonight would be a long night.
( Slendy POV)
In the middle of the forest, there lies a mansion that looks like it was long since abandoned. But the truth hides, hides and waits for the sun itself to slumber within the Earth. As the last of the sun's rays roll lazily away from the walls of the manor, the mansion begins to stir. Within that house is shadow, and more shadow untold yet still. Had anyone looked up at the windows of the manor at this time, they would have most likely fainted, screamed, ran away, or perhaps a heart attack if the individual is old enough. The reason was that the locals claimed monsters looked down at the civilians every night, and if the monsters detected anything within a certain radius, they would sooner or later, take it for themselves. No one knows for sure exactly what happens to the victims, only that they usually never make it back alive. Even if they did, the stalking never stopped until eventually they did get their prey back. * "I have located a human."* The other shadows near him, he could tell. He had indeed piqued their interest. He too, was interested in this little whisp of something human. Even if the human was some certain miles away, this was their forest. Their home. It had been years however, since they had encountered a real human. Feeding on the wildlife in the forest had only grown more and more distasteful over time. Now, before them was a chance to snare a very rare thing, a delicacy. *"Where"* his brothers asked, cruel eagerness showing in their voices. The leader and eldest of them steped forward into the window more, so that the moon's rays settled on his features, illuminating him. His brother shuffled forward only slightly, their own features still in shadow. The elder stood however, clad in a plain black suit and a red tie, a simple white shirt showing under it. His skin was white and so was his face. It looked as if someone put a mask over his head, but there was no mask. He was a man and a voice without a face. He was the same as his brothers, who inched forward, their eagerness making them slightly impatient, so eager to hear more about this "Delicacy."
*"She's…."* He inhaled sharply. *"What is it brother?"* the brothers he had whispered to him constantly, whispering what do you see? Where is she? Several other questions where surfaced. *"Quiet, all of you!"* He hissed. Instantly, they fell silent. A moment after, Slenderman began to laugh, smiling to himself about what his Slendersight was showing him. *" She is not alone like she thinks she is. I do not mean us. That is obvious, and I…."* He trailed off for a moment and began to laugh more, a jagged maw of a grin forming on his face. *"Heh."* One more short laugh before he concentrated again. *"She's being pursued by someone, someone she expects to chase her, but at the same time, she does not believe they will."* Slight confusion was heard as Slender finished what he said. His brothers did not have the ability of Slendersight, but they did however see into his mind, and they were able to follow him from there and understand most of his thoughts. One of the normally less talkative brothers asked *" So we are to wait for now?"* he asked. The Operator's jagged smile got bigger. *"Yes, more for us that way. "* But a different brother had another question. *" And if she comes here?"* Slenderman laughed. *"Easier yet still. We will give her and any who dare follow a Slenderfolk welcome."* Malicious laughter echoes in the dark halls of the manor, as the moon hovers full and heavy in the night sky.