Chapter 6
Slenderman's POV:
I stood outside the ruined house that Hoodie and his prey was in. Hoodie had misunderstood when I had asked him why he had spared the boy after the incident at the Bio-Domes. He could not give me an answer, only a promise that he was saving the boy for last. I had no doubt that he would. However, Hoodie was once human. Sure being my Proxy numbed any human emotion he may have had and I am proud to say that Hoodie was the most detached of all my Proxy's. Both Masky and Hoodie were my most loyal. But the longer they are with me the more distant they will become with what brought them to me in the first place. Distant from what made them my most loyalist of Proxy's and even if it costed the child his life, he was my tool, despite what Hoodie would think. I allowed him to bring the child here and I will use him to keep my Proxy's in tip top my shape.
"He's going to kill the kid." Masky said, standing beside me.
I nodded in agreement. I had known that Hoodie was going to be the most difficult to make him feel one of the strongest human emotions; Love and lost. Either one of those emotions would do really, but whatever the child's fate was going to be, it couldn't happen now. I had brought Masky for this very reason. He would back Hoodie off just enough to give the boy another night.
"Its not going to be easy to stop him. Hoodie is detached for a reason. He does not want emotions." Masky said, hands stuffed in his pockets.
I merely looked down at him.
He sighed and started walking toward the ruined house. "I sent E. J. on a head to bait him. I will see what I can do." He said. "But no promises."
I turned away from the house and began to prepare, for the child's next flight, when he got away from Hoodie again. I didn't care if he was hurt or if he lost his mind, I just needed to give Hoodie time enough to form a bond with the child, and then allow him to make the decision to keep him or kill him. The same that I had done with Masky. Masky of course wasn't much of a challenge, but Hoodie would probable prove difficult. However, if Hoodie ever listened to anyone it was Masky. I turned to leave. I had a prey to hunt tonight, so I was confident in leaving Masky to encourage Hoodie.
Hoodies POV:
Finally, he recognized me. I was beginning to think Slendy's pills worked too well. Or Adam was just that dumb. Either way, to be there when he final realized who I was, I hope to be there when he connected the dots that I am also Brian. I so hoped that, that connection would come soon. If I had any human emotions left, I think I would feel giddy right about now. I had removed the female and gave her to the Rake once Adam passed out from the pain of the Slender Sickness. I must admit I think I was a bit too brutal in triggering the Sickness when I approached. It was an impulse that I could not explain, but for some reason it made me feel better once he stopped screaming and was out cold. I had moved him since then. I had him back in the room he and his female friend hid in for a short time before her Slender Sickness reached its peak. I would have liked for her to have suffered more, but time is of the essence here.
"Is this the prey that was mentioned Hoodie?" I turned at the sound of Eyeless Jack's voice and nodded. "He looks delectable."
"He's not here for you to eat E. J.." I said, standing in between my defenseless prey and E. J.. "I told everyone this place was off limits. What are you doing here?"
"Shame. I wanted to see the prey was unlucky enough to survive an encounter with you twice." E. J. said, walking around to the side, but not past me. I followed his movements to ensure that he would not pass by me. Adam was my prey and mine alone. "His right arm looks damaged." He noted, seeing Adam subconsciously cradle it in his passed out state.
"Yes." I confirmed, wanting him to hurry and leave.
"Are you planning on fixing it?" He asked, studying it from where he stood, tilting his head and staring through his blue mask with inky eyes.
"No." I said, narrowing my eyes from behind my mask, I was getting irritated with his continued interruption of my game. "He won't live that long."
"Hmm…." He said, starting to back up the way he came, sensing my irritation. "If you say so. I'll just leave these in case you change your mind." He said, Placing a pill bottle on the floor, before he exited the house.
"I do." I said, looking back to Adam once I was sure E. J. was gone and ignoring the bottle. This was my game, my hunt. I told them to stay away. I stalked closer to the bed and my unsuspecting prey. "Hurry and wake up!" I growled, impatiently grabbing the collar of his shirt and shook him. He stayed unconscious, and I let him drop back on to the bed carelessly as he groaned in his sleep from the Slender Sickness. I stomped away from him and snatched up the bottle, popping the lid off as I stomped back over to him and forced his mouth open and dropped a pill in. When I let go, his mouth did not close all the way and he did not swallow. Growling in frustration I covered both his mouth and nose. I was going to make him swallow that damn pill so he would wake up and we could finish playing my game, and then I could accomplish my purpose a Proxy. If I couldn't kill him then what use am I to Slenderman.
Adam's chest started rising and falling rapidly due to the lost of air. "You will swallow, and you will run, and then I will kill you." I said evenly, and in my usual tone, even though I knew he couldn't hear me. Its been so long since I have felt something like this, but I knew I didn't like it, and the only way to get rid of it was to destroy Adam both physically, and mentally. I would erase these feeling with him.
"If you keep trying to force him to swallow while unconscious, you're going to succeed in killing him a lot sooner than you want." Masky's voice said, from behind me.
I removed my hand from Adam's mouth and watched as the pill slipped out. Adam's breathing even out then as he groaned again his head lolling over to one side."Then how do you suggest I get him to take it?" I asked, annoyed, but not willing to let anyone see how annoyed, although Masky could probably tell that I was annoyed. "I thought I told everyone to leave this area." I stated, turning to face him. Just like E. J., Masky had his mask on as well.
"You did. But let's face it. Its been a long time since you let someone last so long. Everyone is curious." Masky said. "As for the Slender Sickness, if he is knowledgeable about us he should pick up that to survive to take the pill willingly."
"He has some knowledge." I confirmed.
"Then leave the pill where he will find it." Masky suggested. He wasn't moving any closer. He knew Adam was mine. "So what is your plan after this?"
I did not answer. I was ashamed to tell him that I didn't have a plan. I did not take the time to make a plan. It was so unlike me. I usually know exactly how I was going to stalk my prey. Masky read into the silence, sighing to himself, before he dared to walk closer to the bed of which held Adam. He took him by the chin and examined his face. I clenched my hands not liking Masky leaning so close to Adam. He then touched Adams right arm was already damaged, lifting it off the mattress and causing the boy to flinch in his sleep and let out another pained groaned. I placed my own hand on Adams arm and Masky release his slowly, not wanting to provoke me. "He is fine." I said, dismissively, letting Adam's arm drop back to the bed, despite the painful groan that escaped the boy again.
Masky returned his gaze to me. "Okay. But he won't be much of a challenge with just one arm."
"He will adapt." I dismissed again. "He doesn't need to live any longer here than he has to."
"So, your going to kill him here." Masky said, gesturing around, indicating the whole house.
"Yes." I confirmed.
"Why not let him see true terror then, besides just killing the female. Let him roam out, its a waste of the Slender pills otherwise. Unless…." He said, tilting his head. "You are showing him mercy."
"I am not showing him mercy." I denied, my voice even and sure.
"Then play with him a little longer. Build him up and then break him in one blow." Masky suggested, walking to the door.
"I feel nothing." I said, stopping him in his tracks. I didn't understand why I had to say it out loud, but I did anyway. "Slendy wants to see if I am still have human morals. I don't. I cast aside everything when I became a Proxy. Unlike you."
"Then less just humor each other for a while. I would fix his arm, but then you aren't me." He said, leaving me alone with my prey. I didn't move for a long time. They thought I still had emotions. They were baiting me. But I would humor them. It would make Adams final moments, the fear, the anxiety all so worth it. Everything will go back to normal. I took one more look at Adam before I left as well. He was no different from any of my other prey. The others were just overreacting. I left the bottle on the old nightstand. However, I would let him choose if he wanted the continued torture of the Slender Sickness, or an escape from it.
It was ridiculousness if I had any say. He should be dead now, so why was I listening to everyone around me, I should just end him. But I did like watching my prey squirm, so I would let him squirm and struggle.
Adam's POV:
I don't know how to explain it, but this didn't feel like sleep. There weren't any dream like visions or comforting warmth of blanket, or that feeling of safety. No, the darkness that was surrounding me, was not here because I was asleep. Something was lurking in this darkness and I was afraid to move. It was here for me, but I didn't know why. I covered my ears at the sound of white noises as it gradually got louder. What did I ever do to deserve this? My best friend, Amy. She was dead. That monster killed her. A monster that shouldn't exist. No, it was someone dressed up as the monster. Dressed up as a Creepypasta. As Hoddie. Maybe the darkness wasn't so bad. Maybe I was dead too. Yeah. That had to be it I was dead too. I blinked my eyes and the white noise disappear, just like that and I found myself no longer in the darkness.
"Oh no. No, no, no! Please God, let this just be a dream." I groaned, at seeing the last room me and Amy had used to hide in. "Why am I still alive?" I questioned, sitting up and cradling my right arm. It really ached. I should not be alive. We had been caught and Amy had been shot and I should be dead with her. Why hadn't he killed me? "Sick psycho." I grunted getting up.
"That's not very nice." I jumped back on the bed at the sound of a little girls voice and immediately felt stupid for it. It was the same little girl from the park, but now she was holding a teddy bear. She had her head tilted and was watching me with bright blue eyes, that seemed to sparkle with wonder.
"How did you get here?" I asked breathless. A kid shouldn't be here. I had to get her out of here.
"I followed you. I was worried. Mr. D was worried too." She said, walking closer and looking up at me with trusting eyes and holding up her bear for me to see.
"You got hurt." I said, noticing the blood that was streaking down her forehead. "Let me take a look." I insisted moving toward her.
"You're hurt too." She pointed out, backing up when I reached for her. She was looking at my right arm and how I was cradling it.
"Its nothing. It doesn't hurt." I lied, there was no need to scare her anymore than what she probably already was.
"Neither does mine." She smiled. "Do you want to play?" She asked.
I shook my head slightly amazed by her childlike innocence of the situation. We were in danger and God only knows how she got here, but this was taking a turn for the worst. "We can't play right now." Her face dropped. "But later. I need a sling or something to support this." I said, indicating my right arm.
Her face brighten suddenly. "Lucky for you Doctor Sally and Doctor D knows how to treat her patients." She said, marching herself and her teddy bear into the combined bathroom to the bedroom.
"Wait that's not what I meant." I rushed after her, holding my head when the white noise started back up. When I looked in the bathroom it was empty. I stepped back out and shook my head to clear it and looked back in the bathroom; it was still empty. But I had seen her go in here, she was just here. I was silently freaking out, because if I really just imagine the little girl from the park then I was clinically insane, or very traumatized. "Okay, Adam, pull yourself together. You are fine. Your just in shock and now you're just hallucinating." I reasoned out. Backing away slightly from the bathrooms doorway, but not turning my back to it.
The wind blew through the broken window that was in the bathroom and wisped a thin and worn towel my way. It landed at my feet. A nervous chuckle escaped me, as I bent down to pick it up. Hallucination or not, I could still use this towel as a makeshift sling. I picked it up and went back to the bed and began fiddling with it until I was able to tie a tight knot and fixed my arm in it. I had just finished when a loud bang sounded down the stairs, causing me to jump to my feet. "Shit!" I cursed when I hit the nightstand beside my bed, knocking a pill bottle off of it. I waited to see if I heard anything else, before I reached to pick up the bottle. It rattle, signaling that there were indeed pills in it. There was no label on it. Shrugging I put it back and tiptoed myself toward the door and over to the stairs.
I shudder seeing the blood that spilled out of Amy was still there, and it made me wonder again why I was still alive? I was careful to try and not step in the blood as I walked down the stairs and side stepped the big puddle at the bottom. I couldn't stay here, that was clear. The psycho knew where I was and whatever had stopped him from killing me, was not going to save me a second time. I didn't want to be here when he came back. I needed to get to a populated area and call the authorities and tell them….Tell them what? That I was me and my friend was kidnapped by a psycho that I couldn't even identify, that he killed Amy and her blood splattered on me. Even to myself that sounded insane. They would put me away. I didn't even know where I was or if there was even a town nearby. All I knew was that there were tree everywhere.
"Ugh! Stop it Adam your psyching yourself out." I reprimanded myself for even thinking like that. I should be more focused on my surrounding and what made that loud banging noise down here. I hit the floor when it sounded again, covering my head with my left hand thinking the psycho was back. I crawled a little when it sounded a third time. It was coming from the kitchen. As I slowly made my way over, I was trying to calm myself, but it wasn't working. I was just about to peek into the kitchen when the banging sound, sounded again and almost did a u-turn right there. I honestly don't know why I stayed and peeked inside, but I'm glad I did.
There was no one there, just a broken cupboard door swinging open and closed, due to the wind blowing through a broken window. I heavily exhaled in relief. There was no one in the rotting house, but me. "What are you doing?"
"AH!" I felt my heart try to jump out of my chest at the little girls voice behind me. "You're back!" I gasped, clutching the wall, shaking my head slightly at the white noise sound the rang in my head, it quickly went quiet.
"I never left silly." The little girl giggle. "Patients shouldn't leave their beds." She scolded, putting on a serious face, holding her teddy bear close to her chest.
Okay, so maybe it was just me and my hallucination in this old house. I was silent for a moment waiting for her to disappear like the last time, but she didn't. What do you say to a hallucination? "Um, sorry….?" I finally decided on. I really didn't know what to say.
Her serious face went away and back to a smile. "Its okay. I get it. This is all new to you." She smiled.
I blinked at her. I didn't understand what she was talking about. I should understand what my own hallucination was talking about.
"But we should go before he come back. Hoodie isn't in a great mood to be around at the moment. She said, skipping toward the door, back into the woods.
I stood there a moment thinking. 'So even my hallucination is calling the psycho Hoodie. That's just great. Wonderful! Ha, ha!' I shook my head and sighed, the white noised picked up a little bit. Yeah, I was losing my marbles. I followed after my hallucination, only she wasn't outside. Typical she would vanish once out of my sight. But I really didn't want to be here for when the psycho came back, so I started walking away from the house. I wasn't sure where I was going, but I knew I wasn't going to go through anymore tunnels. A shiver went down my spine at the memory of something chasing us. Chasing me.' My brain corrected as I walked along. I was hunch in on myself as I walked, my left hand cradling my right arm in its sling. I think it was sometime in the afternoon. I really don't think it matter. The area was just gloomy. Even the sky looked gray. This was really not a good place to be. I don't think I wouldn't be this cautious if my right arm wasn't out of commission. I would be able to defend myself then; with what little boxing skills I had learned from the gym, a way to defend myself. No, that's a lie; I would still be a big chicken. I wasn't like all those other cool guys that laugh in the face of danger. I ran from the face of danger, especially when said danger was intent on hurting me.
My mind jumped to the little girl hallucination, that I was having now. The only way I could explain the hallucination, was probably due to when Amy had hit me in the face with a branch. I had no explanation for the white noise though. I don't think my hearing was damaged, I could still hear just fine. My eyes bounced off tree after tree as I passed them, I didn't know what was in these woods, so I needed to be aware, and pondering on Amy's death wasn't the way to keep myself alive.
Hoodie. That is what the psycho is dressed like. I guess I should start calling him Hoodie instead of psycho. I didn't know why, but for some reason I couldn't help but think that this Hoodie guy saving my for last for a reason. It was just a hunch. I mean there was no reason for me to still be alive, I should have died with Amy. I couldn't just keep running. If I had another run in with this Hoodie, then I might not walk away the next time.
I had been walking for a long time and was getting sick of see these spooky worthy trees. before something caught my attention."Hey!" I stopped in my tracks and with much effort did not jump at the sound of the little girl hallucination calling out to me. I look to my right to see her waving at me to follow her. I jogged after her, but somehow still lost sight of her when the treeline broke again. Revealing an old sanatorium. I immediately just stopped. Oh, this was not a building I wanted to see.
I only seen abandoned sanatoriums in horror video games and the building always looked foreboding. Now that I was seeing one in person, I can honestly say that abandon sanatoriums were indeed scary, just as much as a haunted mansion would look. I looked around debating if I really wanted to go into the building. I mean what could benefit me from going in there.. It was an abandoned sanatorium in the middle of the woods. "Come on!." The little girls voice called from the building but I didn't see her. I was still looking at the building with wide eyes and not moving. I mean, did I really need to follow direction from a hallucination? As if the situation wasn't creepy enough, a screech owl decided to make itself known as the only living creature in these woods. Cursing myself for the decision, I slowly walked toward the building.
This was such a bad idea.
Slenderman's POV:
"Slendy!" I had just finished tracking down my next prey, when Sally appeared before me and jumped into my arms.
I held her close and tilted my head slightly; asking her what she wanted? She hardly ever sought me out when I was hunting. The way I killed was not appropriate for her young eyes. Shifting to hold her in one arm, I shook, Mr. D's little stuffed paw in 'Hello', when she held him out to me.
"Slendy, Me and Mr. D ran into Hoodie's prey at the park and again at the old house." She said, excitedly.
I 'tsked' at her action by shaking my head and wagging my pointer finger back and forth. She knows not to interfere in Hoodie's territory when he's hunting. Although there wasn't much I could do to Sally, she was still very much a young child.
"But Slendy we like him. I don't think Hoodie should kill him." She pouted.
I tilted my head to the other side, showing her I was listening.
"I want to play with him first then Hoodie can have him." She said, with a playful smile on her face.
I held up my hand to stop her there. Hoodie was an efficient and fast Proxy, and I did want him to take his time with the child. Maybe letting Sally move him around wasn't such a bad idea. It would be like a game of keep away, or hide 'n seek. At least for a little bit. I nodded my head to her.
"Hide 'n seek?!" Her smile grew bigger. She threw her arms around my neck in a big hug. "Slendy I knew you would say something like that, so I already moved him." Slowly she began to become transparent and finally disappeared from my arms, going back to where Hoodie's prey waited.
Letting my arms drop, I sighed and began making my way home. It was time for a little rest after such a long hunt.
TBC
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