There is nowhere to run, and there is no way you can escape. He has you cornered, and you're too deep in the woods for any screams to be heard. What the hell made you think that you were strong enough, smart enough, or even brave enough to take him on? You're barely nineteen, and the only time that you've ever been able to get away is with the help of the proxies. Even Masky and Hoodie can't beat him when they're fighting together.

There is no way that you are going to survive this. Zalgo is going to kill you.

~0~

The first thing that seemed to pop into your mind was the day that this all started, the same day that you got involved in all of this fucking madness. It was the day that you moved to (Insert State here), in a small town with one of the biggest nature reserves you had ever seen. It was at least three times as big as the actual town was, and it was impossible to navigate, which is one of the reasons that no one ever went in. The other reason? A rather stupid urban myth about a creature called Slender Man and his "supernatural household of monsters." You, of course, do not believe in such things, and never have. You never believed in Santa, or the Tooth fairy, or the Easter Bunny, and there is no way in hell that you would believe that a household of supernatural creatures lived in a cute little house in the freaking forest.

"(Insert Name Here)! Hurry up, or you'll have to walk!" You hear your roommate Angelica holler up the stairs. You took one last look in the mirror, hoping that this school would be different. You were hoping, praying, that no one would comment on your tightly laced combat boots or your bright (Favorite Color) ruffled skirt that you wore over torn up tights. You picked up your messenger bag and ran down the stairs just as Angelica was walking out the door.

"Angie! Wait up, please!" You got to the car just as she closed the driver's side door. You slip in and slam the door as she tears away from the curb, speeding per usual. At this rate, you would have been safer walking, but at least you know you won't be late.

There's one point where you reach town and Angie has to stop at a traffic light. You look out the window and hope that your breakfast won't come back up. You see something hanging on the light post, but you can't quite make it out. It's close enough that you reach out the window and pull it off the post just as your sister tears off down the street. You shove the paper into your bag, planning to look at it when your life wasn't in danger.

Once your sister pulls the car into the parking spot, you scramble to get out. You were never, not in a million years, catching a ride with her in the morning. This of course meant that you'd be in the car with her tomorrow morning again. After all, the bus didn't stop on your rode, and it was a mile walk. You really had no choice in the matter.

"Alright, (Name), here's your schedule and your ID. Don't tell Ben that I drive like that, okay, and you can borrow my credit card on Saturday." You smile and tuck the card in your wallet, and the schedule in your front pocket. Well, being a roommate had its perks, the same way that having a younger brother had its perks. You could blackmail them both, and always get away with it.

"Okay, Angie, but if we crash, no amount of bribery will keep me quiet." You tug on your ponytail, messing with the (Hair Color/ Type) strands. You head toward the front gate, the silent prayer repeating in the back of your mind. As soon as you set foot on campus, you have people left and right watching you, and you can feel the bright red flush creeping up your neck. Didn't anyone have anything more important to do then to just stare at you? The answer was an obvious and blinding no once you heard the giggles approaching you from behind.

"Hey, new girl." You ignore the obviously preppy voice and continue to walk. "Hey, wait up! I just want to ask you something!" You sigh silently and stop, turning around to face a rather pretty girl with heavy black hair and dark sunglasses. Her lips were painted black, as was most of her clothing. She was taller than you by at least half a foot, and defiantly looked like she could hand you your ass on a silver platter. You were beginning to be very happy that you hadn't ignored her, or you might have been road kill already. "Hey! Wow, you walk so fast! I've been trying to catch up with you since the parking lot."

"Oh… I'm sorry. I tend to ignore people." You look down at your boots and avoid blurting out how cool you think her skirt is.

"Oh, its fine. I live with three gu… brothers. I'm used to running to get to the bathroom or to dinner first. They can't keep up anymore." She pauses for a moment, as if she couldn't quite recall why she stopped you. "I'm Jane, by the way. Jane Manning. I just wanted to ask you if you needed help finding your way around."

"Well, I'm (Full Name), and sure, I don't really know where I'm going." You shrug and pull your schedule out. You hand it to Jane with a smile, albeit a bit hesitant. She flips through it and is just about to speak when three boys walk up to you two, one hiding behind Jane.

"Jane! Jeff won't stop pulling my hood off!" The guy had to be older than you, yet he seemed so much like a child hiding behind Jane. You couldn't see his face, just little pieces of black hair straying out from under his yellow hood. He wore black gloves and a simple pair of blue jeans. His jacket was so bright that you didn't understand how you had missed him in the first place.

As for the other two, they stuck out just as sorely. One had a high collared orange jacket, and his hair was a beautiful auburn. What really struck you about him were his bright blue eyes. You could not recall ever seeing such bright blue eyes before, and you find it hard to look away from them. When you did pull your eyes away, it was to look at the tallest of the three boys. You had mixed feelings as you looked at him, the primary of them being a mixture of pity and… not necessarily horror, but something quite close. You had to suppress the gasp that threatened to escape your lips.

All you could see of his face was his right eye and his big smile. Most of his face was wrapped up in bandages, and it startled you. He had the hood of his white jacket up, and it all but covered his face. It could not, however, cover the long streams of black hair that trailed over the front of his shoulders. You swore that his hair was longer than yours, at least*. He's currently laughing, so you can't tell the color of his eyes.

You force yourself to look back at Jane, and just in time, it appeared, as the young man behind her lifted his head from her shoulder. This time, though, you failed to suppress your gasp. The wisps of black hair that you had seen before turned out to be thick curls, and the boy's face was almost identical to that of the one wearing the orange jacket. The only difference that you can spot is the eyes. His are the same green as the grass you are standing on, and they lock onto yours after you gasp. You can feel the flush from earlier back and in full heat across your face. You lower your eyes to Jane's and your conflicting emotions must have been obvious on your face, because Jane winced slightly.

"Boys! You're gonna scare (Name). Jeff if you pull off Brian's hood one more time, I swear that burn isn't gonna be your only malfunction! Brian, quit hiding behind me. You and Tim can take Jeff on together, just like you do everything else." Jane detangled herself from Brian and he hurried to Tim's side. (At least you think that Tim is the one with the orange jacket.) They look at each other for a moment and then nod at one another. Jeff sees this transaction and flinches.

"Fuck." He took off toward campus, leaving you with Jane, Brian, and Tim. The two guys laughed and turned to you. You can't find it in you to look at their eyes, mostly out of your normal shyness, but also out of embarrassment.

"(Name), these are my brothers, Tim and Brian. According to your schedule, you have the same classes as Brian, Tim, and I. Why don't you just hang with us for tonight?" Jane smiles at you and your eyes flash the Brian and Tim. Tim smiled full on for you, while Brian looked down as he smiled.

You have just decided that you might like this town... If you could only shake this uneasy feeling you have.