Chapter 2: The Secret
Ann woke up to the smell of coffe and the sound of singing birds even though it was in the middle of the night. Dad's handiness is quite... well, handy, she thought as she turned off the custom-built alarm clock. She dressed up and went outsidfe where her friend was waiting.
Slenderman stood waiting upon an empty parking lot, so unaturally immobile and tall that in the thick mist, Ann mistook him for a broken streetlight at first. When he moved towards her, however, she recognized him for what, no, who he was.
"Hi, Slendy," she said. Slenderman nodded and waved. Ann waved back, but Slenderman did not stop waving. Indeed, if anything, it became more and more urgent.
"What's wrong?" Ann asked. Slenderman now waved even harder, but then froze.
"Hey! Local Annea Network! Why are you up so late?" a voice from behind her asked.
Ann turned around and saw the vague shape of who had to be her friend, Chris. Only she called her Local Annea Network, often shortened to Lann.
"Oh, hi Christal," Ann said. "I couldn't sleep. I played a horror game before I went to bed. Shouldn't have done that."
"Riiiiight," Chris said. "And because you're scared, your walking outside in the mists alone in the middle of the night."
Ann was about to reply when she heard the click of a gun to her left.
"Your money or your lives, girls," an armed robber said. Ann went pale and Chris froze.
"O-o-kay," Chris said as she reached for her wallet. "P-p-please don't hurt us."
The robber looked at Ann and smiled.
"You're looking fine," he said as he grabbed her arm. "You and I'll have some fun together."
Ann screamed and out of the mists shot six fists on unnaturally long arms and hit the robber full on his face. The force of the impact sent the robber flying backward a bit.
As far as Ann could see, Chris paled even further.
"Wh-wh-what is that?" she asked as she pointed to the long shady figure. Ann grinned.
"Can you keep a secret?" she asked. Chris nodded.
"That's my good friend, Slenderman." Chris fainted.