I awoke the next morning alone.

"Toby? You around?" I called uncertainly.

Stumbling into the stairway I rubbed my eyes sleepily. "Guys?" I yawned. 'Where are they?' I thought anxiously. I stomped down into the sitting room. There was no fire. It looked no one had been in since last night. I wandered into the kitchen, and let out a shriek of horror. On the counter lie Hoodie's dead body, with a note next to it. It read-

'To Alice: I've taken all your friends, including Slenderman. Hoodie was trying to get to you so I had to- oh you know, I don't need to go into details about this. Your friend Tobias begged me to leave you and me not being cruel decided to listen to him. But you should know, they won't live long. I'll have them dead- a week from today. If they are truly your family you'll save them. But we both know you won't. But then again you may. We'll see won't we? I look forward to seeing you. Or not.

- Yours Truly... Offenderman'

I dropped to my knees head whirling. Offenderman... as in Sexual Offenderman. I couldn't face him. I heard of him but I thought he wasn't real. Only Slenderman was. This was too much. I had a limit. 'Think about Toby!' a voice screeched in my head. I stood gasping and rushed to my room. I felt myself pale as I stared at my bed. There were roses. One red, one blue. It was then I knew this was no joke. Sprinting to my closet I grabbed my coat and axe and rushed downstairs. I quickly threw on my boots and ran out the door.

I walked through the woods slowly. 'Think Alice, where could he have taken them?' I walked for hours to a part of the woods that wasn't familiar to me. I began to run getting hopeful. I finally stumbled upon a wooden outhouse. Cautiously I walked to it. I felt a lump form in my throat. Hanging from a rusty nail on the front of the outhouse, were bright orange goggles. The left eye was cracked. 'Toby...' I felt tears begin to fall freely from my eyes. I let out an anger filled screech slamming my fist on the door.

To my surprise, the outhouse began shaking. Violently. I felt my blood turn cold and took a step back. The outhouse shifting and suddenly in front of me stood a large foreboding prison. Gulping I stepped through the gargoyle lined gates. They slammed behind me... 'No going back now.'

Continuing forward I had my axe on the ready, my hands clammy and shaky. I walked along the right wall, completely petrified of not feeling something on my back. I felt weak. Scared. Like I was a rabbit waiting, just waiting to be swooped down on by an hawk. 'Get it together Alice, you aren't to save anyone like this. They are being held somewhere-' my thoughts were interrupted when a boy appeared about 10 feet in front of me. I froze in my tracks seeing what he was doing. He was wearing a white, blood-stained hoodie, black ripped jeans, and had wild black hair. I began to back away when I stepped on a piece of broken glass.

The boys head whirled in my direction and he turned to face me. His face was something else. He had no eyelids, and had deep gashes on both sides of his mouth giving him a permanent smile. We watched each other for a moment before he charged at me smiling. I quickly dodged out the way swing my axe towards him. My axe grazed his back and he cried out in shock. He turned back to face me his icy blue eyes filled cold rage. He jumped at me and knocked me onto the ground his hands around my neck. I gasped for air desperately, but he in turn squeezed harder.

"Go to SLEEP..." he snarled, then began to laugh. Black dots obscured my vision and I knew I had to act quickly. I squeezed my axe and quickly brought it up against the boys head... hard. The blade lodged itself on the side of his head. He slumped over, eyes rolling into the back of his head. I pushed him off of me and stood brushing myself off.

"That's for Hoodie, you crazy ass." I muttered grabbing my axe.