"Go to sleep," were the last words I heard. Oh Jeff...what did you do to me? You saved me, but you destroy thousands of others. You make me smile and laugh, but you make others scream and cry. You fill me with happiness but you also fill the graveyards. Yet, I want to live with you.

I traced the newly etched stitches on my face. Instant waves of pain, but I liked it. The tingling hurtful barbs felt like feathers tickling my skin. Jeff...you've done more than you could possibly know.

I smiled steadily and began throwing clothes into my black and white Hello Batty suitcase, along with my sewing kit. Posters, paint, and CD's were coming along for the trip as well. I would be leaving this colorful world, to a place of darkness.

"Say your farewells to what's real. Like the pain that you feel. Welcome to Wonderland! It's dead..Eat me or drink me! Seeing is believing. Wonderland baby is all in your head," I sung what I felt. For me the impossible was going to become real. Nightmares were becoming my reality. The song was Where's my Wonderland by BOTDF.

I heard a sharp noise and looked up. It was almost silent, but no, audible. When I looked though, I seen Jeff, he was grinning even wider than the Cheshire Cat himself. He walked towards me, his complexion white as snow. The only noise was the creak as his black booted feat walked across the rickety floorboards.

"Are you ready?" He asked, voice raspy. Quite like the winter winds. Bitter and cold.

"Of course," I smiled and stepped out of the shadows. Jeff's eyes searches the slightly irritated stitches that sewed my face.

"I take it you've created your look. Any name yet?" I started to wonder if Jeff had a brain.

I sent him a 'duh' look, " Yeah, it's Stitches."

"Oh I should've known that. It was rather obvious. Then again, you never know. Anyways Slendy wants to talk to you and set some rules. You might want some more stitches as well. Slendy is trying to give you a Frankenstein like appearance," Jeff said taking hold of my suitcase.

I nodded and got everything together, " I've always admired Frankenstein. So I'm cool with it. Is there some type of portal we'll have to go through?"

Jeff nodded and led me to a bright green forest by my house. At the edge was a shack, a very disgusting rotting shack. It was covered in green mold. Not the prettiest of sights I'm telling you...

Jeff's smooth, albino hand intertwined with my ivory toned one, " This is the portal. It's designed to look this way so no one would dare enter it. If you hear screams Slender is just up to his silly little game. Yes Stitches, the game of the eight pages is real."

I nodded once again and we entered the rickety shed. Plans grew on the floor and on the walls. Vines and mushrooms clung tightly to decaying walls and lived within cracks. Jeff steered me through the maze and to another door, opening it.

Only this time instead of a happy and bright forest, I seen gnarled branches, with limbs bent so jaggedly they looked like broken arms and legs. A thick black mist floated eerily off the ground surrounding me. A full moon was blocked by gray storm clouds. It was so dark, not a shadow could be seen.

Jeff looked around, " These are the famous Slender Woods. I live with Slender so you will too, " Jeff laughed insanely then pointed to a page. The page showed a Kindergarden drawing with X's for eyes. It said 'Always watches no eyes', "There's one of the pages!"

These woods have a new victim every night. Jeff and I walked to a huge mansion like house.

Jeff's Cheshire Cat like grin was back, "Welcome to your new home."

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