My eyes hectically flickered around my new surrounds, as my brain tried to catch up on everything that had just happened. Standing by my side was the shadow man, Zalgo referred to as the Observer. His white mouth was pulled up into a smile, appearing content over bringing me here. Honestly, I didn't know where here was. Should I be afraid? Should I want to go back to Zalgo and the Rake, or trust the Observer? Was he going to take me where I truly should be? I took a deep breath, trying my hardest to take control of myself. Trees surrounded me, and when I turned, I saw a sight that truthfully surprised me. A large mansion stood in the middle of the forest, elegant yet holding a haunting aura.
My eyes widened as I stared at it, the Observer silent at my side. "What is this place?" I breathed, unable to look away. I felt drawn to it, like a moth to a flame. Home. My eyes squinted, getting a tad frustrated with the random thoughts. Instead, I just looked back at the mansion.
The Observer chuckled, an incredulous look on his face. "It's Slender Mansion, darling. Do you not remember?" he asked, his smile fading. I pursed my lips, not offering a reply. "Ah well. Lets get you inside, I'm sure everyone is just aching to see you," he murmured, placing his hand on the small of my back.
He guided me forward to the large front doors of the mansion, not even bothering to knock. I stared at the doors as he opened one, frowning. Help! Someone please, open the door! Help me! I viciously shook my head. That sounded like my voice. My eyebrows furrowed, my frustration growing by the second. Once we entered, the Observer led me throughout maze-like hallways, my eyes inspecting all of the paintings the lined them. The place was beautiful, there was no denying that.
Finally, he paused outside of a room. "I believe this is where everyone is. Come along," he nodded, opening up the door. He stepped inside, and I hesitantly followed behind. I heard the mumbling of voices come to a halt, right as I stepped into view. Silence filled the air.
I looked up, freezing when I saw the gazes of the multiple people that all sat in the room. So many of them... Some masked, like the man with the navy blue mask and the black eyes. Some not, which were staring at me with a beyond shocked expression. My cheeks heated up as I pursed my lips, not knowing what the hell to do right now. I felt lost, at the wrong place at the wrong time. Yet some part of me was sure that I knew them all.
I looked over at the boy with the carved smile, and wide, lidless eyes. He seemed to be knocked out cold, yet his gaze still chilled me. Slenderman, let me kill her now! I cringed at the sound of the deep, raspy voice in my head. Was it his? Was it a memory? As my eyes fell away from him, they landed on a boy that looked oddly like an elf. You have met with a terrible fate, haven't you? A new voice sneered, tears welling in my eyes. Oh my god... these people... I then looked over at another masked man, his however, more feminine. His blue eyes stared over at me in shock. Where do you think you're going? I backed into the Observer, the image of a knife flickering in my head as the man's words tumbling around my head.
"Aribella?" A velvety voice whispered, seeming shocked. Unable to believe. Yet held a certain tenderness. I looked around the room, unsure who exactly had said it. Until my eyes locked with the faceless man who was currently standing in the center of the room. I cocked my head. Now I was sure I knew him...
The more I stared, however, the more uneasy I felt. Words rambled in my head, seeming like distant thoughts, old memories. The faceless man walked forward, taking his sweet time as tears poured down my face. This was it. I was going to die. He knelt in front of me, cocking his featureless face, appearing to stare into the depths of my soul. Even though he was missing his eyes. I sobbed, my heart pounding out of my chest. The static was even worse in my ears at that moment. A ripping sound assaulted my ears as I watched what appeared to be a jagged mouth stretch across his face. My stomach dropped as he smiled, his pointed teeth looking oh so unfriendly as drool hung down from the serrated teeth. A wicked cackle broke through his mouth, the salty smell of blood and decay filling my nose.
I gasped, tears falling down my face. I backed into the door, causing it to hit the wall. Everyone looked confused, staring at me with an intensity that made me even more uncomfortable. Without another thought, I was running. Sprinting out of the room, and winding down the halls. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew good and well that I had to get the hell out of here! I nearly cried with relief when I finally found the front door, busting through it, out into the night. Those people... they were probably the reason of my death. That faceless man was probably the one who did it! Tears streaked down my cheeks as I ran, my legs flying through the forest.
I should have stayed with Zalgo, he knew I shouldn't go back there. That Observer hand delivered me, and now I have no clue how to get back! I finally slumped against a tree, sliding down as I fought to breathe. Things were so jumbled and messed up right now, to the point where I could barely think straight. I ached for my memories, wanting to understand ever so badly. But perhaps Zalgo was right... I might be better off not remembering. If I died by the hands of that man... I would hate to remember. As I sat there, a single voice repeated itself in my head over and over. It was the faceless man's, I knew that. I tried to shake it away, but I couldn't. Over and over he repeated it...
Welcome to Slender Mansion.
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