Thought I might as well, seeing as I've been watching and listening to a bunch of Slender Man stuff. Read on~
I don't own Slender Man or Kingdom Hearts.
Riku groaned, putting a hand to his throbbing forehead. What had happened to make his head pound so painfully? He opened his eyes, expecting to see his white ceiling above his head. Instead, he was welcomed with a starry sky, branches covering the majority of it. Riku blinked in surprise, his face forming into a frown.
"The hell?" he murmured, sitting up.
His head swam, and he groaned as the pounding in his head worsened. He shut his eyes, holding his head in his hands. After a moment, the pain ebbed away, becoming faint. Riku sighed in relief and opened his eyes, gazing around him.
Shadows of trees surrounded him, grass and dirt swaying in the slight breeze. The trees rustled slightly, creating the illusion of arms reaching for something, making Riku shudder in response. He stood to his feet, turning in a slow circle.
"How did I even get here?" he wondered aloud.
He concentrated on trying to remember his most recent memories. He could recall showering and falling onto his bed, then the sound of static before he fell asleep…He shook his head, the memory stopping short after that. Did he even have a forest nearby his neighborhood?
"What the hell is going on?"
He took a step forward, the grass crunching loudly under his shoes. He paused, the sudden feeling of dread overcoming him, as well as the feeling of someone watching him. He glanced over his shoulder, half expecting to see someone. But even if someone was there, the darkness was too overpowering for him to see much. The trees rustled again, as if in warning: Run.
Riku ignored the odd feeling, then began walking, deciding it best to not let his imagination get the best of him. The only sound was of the crunching grass and leaves underfoot, with the occasional whisper of the trees.
"Where am I?" he asked himself, looking up to the sky.
Namine gulped as she tiptoed through the empty house, the wood beneath her feet groaning and creaking, making her headache worse. She didn't know what to do, where to even begin looking. In her shaking hand was a crumpled piece of paper, the scrawled, crude writing barely visible: Find your memories.
Namine had no idea how she had gotten here. All she could seem to recollect was walking home down the alleyway of Twilight Town, hearing the sound of static. She had woken to find herself lying inside of a large house – a mansion. She had looked around, taking notice of the black figures of furniture, finding them to be dusty and old. And on a large desk had been the note, as if it had been waiting for her.
She was currently on the second story, feeling terrified for some strange reason. A cold draft suddenly blew into her face, making her shiver and zip up her white jacket, her blue eyes trying to squint through the darkness.
"If only I had a flashlight…" she groaned quietly.
She continued to walk blindly through the hallways, peeking into black rooms that could lead anywhere. The mansion was certainly bigger than she had expected. Namine walked carefully into a room, reaching out to make sure she didn't walk into anything. She felt for the wall, hoping to follow it instead of blindly walking around. Before she could find it, though, her knees bumped into something, making her stumble forward and fall onto something large and soft, dust flying into the air. She coughed, waving the dust away as she got up.
"What in the world…?"
Her hands reached down and touched the thing, fingers carefully moving around it. She sighed, finding it to be a bed. And…what was that cold thing? She reached for it, finding it to be small and cold. Picking it up, she tried to see what it was in the dark. Her fingers ran over it, figuring out what the mysterious item was. She gasped with joy when she realized what it was.
"A flashlight! Perfect!"
She pressed the button, praying it would have batteries that would still work. Thankfully, when she turned it on, a small beam of light flickered on, shining brightly in the darkness. She smiled happily, then swung the flashlight around, checking out the room she was in. The only other thing that occupied the room was a wooden dresser, dust covering it.
"Alright, time to get out of here." the lovely girl concluded.
Ring around the rosie
Pocketful of posies
Ashes…Ashes
We all…fall…down…
Sora's eyes snapped open, his body waking instantly. He sat up with a gasp, unsure as to why in the first place. The disturbing lyrics he had heard in his dream slowly faded from his mind, his lungs unable to work correctly. He placed a hand over his heaving chest, willing himself to calm down.
The female voice had vanished, finally, leaving him in silence. The brunette stood up, his body shaking. His head hurt, as if he had hit his head. He chose to ignore it, too caught up in his own surroundings.
He stood alone in gray hallway, strange fog and darkness blocking his vision. He turned around to find to sets of doors, both of which were locked when he tried to open them. Was this a prank? Had he been kidnapped by his friends and thrown in here? But…
"Where is "here"?" he questioned himself, taking a step down the hallway.
The crackle of paper sounded, echoing down the hallway. Sora jumped, looking down to just make out the white color of paper. Bending down, he picked it up, putting it close to his face so he was able to read it.
Teddy Bears
His eyebrows went down in confusion, turning the paper over, wondering if there was more. When he realized that was all the note had, he shrugged, crumpling the paper into a ball and smiling, putting his hands on his hips.
"Alright, that's enough, guys." He shouted down the hall. "Riku, Axel, come on out." Silence. "Joke's over, okay? I know it's you guys." he called out.
After a couple minutes of uncomfortable silence, Sora threw the paper ball down the hall, the faint sound of it bouncing away echoing along the gray walls.
"Riku, knock it off!" he yelled angrily.
As if it had heard him, the wind picked up, blowing through the building. Sora shrank back, his heart hammering in his chest. Was this Riku's and Axel's doing? Or…was it not? Fearful now, Sora backed up, pressing his back to one of the doors, his hands gripping his sweater tightly.
"Riku…? Axel…?"
No answer.
Kairi began to hyperventilate, red strands falling across her sweating face, clinging to her cheeks and forehead. Her entire body was practically melding with the cold, metallic wall, her trembling form tense and uncontrollable.
"Wh-what's going on?!" she choked out, tears coming to her eyes at the static sound that filled her head, a headache forming.
The place was silent except for her own heavy sobs, believing she could even hear her heart, which was wanting to beat out of her heaving chest. The red-head gasped out another breath, hoping this all to be some dream, a possible trick.
With only the bright flashlight she had found beside her to light the way, she saw she was in a hospice, the curving walls leaving shadows everywhere she turned. She had no idea how she had gotten here, but she didn't want to know. Or did she?
How did she get here? She had been at a park, swinging alone, the sun setting in front of her. That's when she had felt odd, her vision in black and white spots. That's when static had filled her mind. Now…here she was in some hospice, alone and scared. What was going to happen to her? Did she dare venture throughout the place, possibly bump into her kidnapper? The thought made her feel faint.
"What do I do?" she gasped out. "What do I do?!"
Good? Bad? Should I not continue?