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Kylie POV

You know what's also funny? I noticed all the ways I could get away from that psycho. He was clearly letting his guard down, so I just had to play along... I smiled warmly, slowly moving my leg so my knee was positioned in his 'sensitive' spot. I mentally took a deep breath, kneeing him really fast and really hard in the nuts. He let out a squeal of pain, and I pushed him off of me, running away.

"YOU WHORE, YOU'RE FUCKING DEAD!" I heard him scream, getting up.

Branches scratched at my face and leaves crunched beneath my bare feet as I ran as quickly as possible. I needed to find help, find shelter... I needed some new clothes, but what about my family...? My parents were dead, I knew that... I ran faster, before my foot got caught in a root. I fell, hearing a cracking noise, pain shooting through my ankle. I knew it was broken. Tears of pain welled up in my eyes as I cradled my ankle. I held my ankle with my left hand, while dragging myself along with the other. I heard running footsteps, knowing I was gonna die. I was still sobbing, trying to crawl away. Now Jeff was right above me, standing over me with an evil grin on. I curled up, cradling my throbbing ankle.

"You are a bitch, you now that? Just when I was starting to trust you... Well, I guess I'm gonna have to make you go to sleep..." He said in a madman's voice.

I shut my eyes, sobbing. My ankle hurt so badly... I wanted death, but I also wanted to live... I didn't care that twigs and leaves were digging into my skin, seeing as I had only undergarments on. I cradled my ankle, waiting for him to kill me... I felt him pick me up by my hair, pain shooting through my skull. He then placed me against a tree, his hand on my throat. He lifted me up by my throat, having me dangle in the air.

"If you'd listened... You would live..." He whispered in my ear.

I coughed, and he tightened his grip on my throat.

"I'm going to give you one more chance... But this time, you will have to join me..." He chuckled.

"No, never..." I choked out.

His grip went tighter, making the edges of my vision go black, "Join me or die, your choice..."

My mind was too foggy to think, so I said the one thing I regret, "I'll join...!"

And with that, he dropped me, leaving me gasping on the ground for air.

"Great choice, but we have some work to do," he said, dragging me by my non-broken ankle. "Slendy, can I have some help?" He called.

I felt a faint buzzing in my head as tentacles wrapping around my arms and legs, picking me up. Jeff examined me, a look of mischief in his eyes.

"Now, what will we do with you? The ankle will be a problem, so will the attitude..." He mumbled. "We could break your sanity," he grinned, "Then you'll be just like us..."

I knew that, if anything, I didn't want to lose my sanity... But that's what happens when you join the dark side...

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