AN: Okay so I was really sick yesterday, and my writing was sort of sluggish, but now I'm back on track. I have nothing really more to say except THANK YOU! to everyone supporting me! I really appreciate everyone's support. I've even read, some of your stories and i have to say I love them all.

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CR plays the game:

Page 5

CR's breathing was heavy; he was tired. He was struggling to catch his breath. CR quickly flicked on and off his flashlight. There wasn't much battery power left, and he had only retrieved half of the pages that were needed. This was going to be a long journey. CR waved his flashlight before continuing, making sure that the light would still be useful.

CR sprinted down the trail. It had been approximately half an hour since the last time he glanced behind his shoulders, but doing so now would be a death wish.

CR came to a fork in the road. The question arose, left or right? Without any hesitation, CR took the trail to his right, and fiercely walked down the gravel road.

He marched up to a small wooden tower; which was partially hidden in the tall trees. It was a smaller version of the forest spotlight tower; approximately ten feet high. CR noticed that a ladder was built into the wooden tower. He desperately wanted to climb it, hoping that he would reach some sort of safety, but it was simply illogical. The field spotlight tower was most definitely a landmark, there had to be a piece of paper in this area! CR spun circles around the watch tower, but there was nothing in sight. Desperate, CR climbed the ladder, and thoroughly scanned the top of the tower, but again, there was nothing. Why would Kate not place a page on a landmark?

"Because she never reached this far."

A flash of light temporarily blinded CR. He quickly looked down, and saw Slender at the bottom of the ladder. His tentacles rushed toward his body. In sheer panic, CR jumped ten feet. He landed on the ground. The impact created a sprained ankle, but nothing worse. He even surprised himself for not breaking any bones. With common sense thrown out the window, CR dashed into the forest, finding himself off course. Bush whacking once again, CR sprinted through the thick vegetation. A wide branch caught him by surprise, and he ducked at the last minute. The branch scraped the top of his head.

He glimpsed behind his back, and saw slender teleporting in several different directions. The static and vivid colours grew stronger the longer he stared at the faceless man. The high pitched frequency returned. After countless minutes of escaping, the senses were at ease. Relieved, CR continued and reached another section of the trail. Yes, he was on the path again, but where was he located? His greatest fear was running in circles; becoming lost. CR checked both sides of the road, and breathed heavily. He hadn't done so much running in his entire life. He felt like he was participating in a marathon.

CR collapsed onto his knees and began coughing. He was going to hurl. "Oh, just get me now Slenderman, I give up."

"That easily?" A soft, yet eerie voice replied. "Kate wouldn't want that."

CR clutched both sides of his head. He thought about Kate. Was she even alive? Could she be located at the radio tower? Was he wasting his time playing a stupid game? "No." CR answered to the voice. He rose to his feet. Much to CR's surprise, he found himself in what seemed to be a cornfield. This goes to show, how observant the man is. The corn was approximately six feet, even more, and the bush was so thick that he could barely see anything before him or above him for that matter. After a moment or two, a sharp frequency ran through CR's head, and intense colors clouded his vision.

CR winced, but continued through the bush. "Where is he?"

CR looked up and discovered another spotlight tower; this time it was the forest's spotlight tower. It was at least twenty feet high, and there was no possible way Kate had the time to stick a page at the top of the tower; it had to be somewhere at the base. CR prayed that Kate had already passed this area. If there wasn't a page at this location, CR was willing to give up with dignity and grace.

CR continued through the thick corn, gazing at the tower before him. It acted like a guide more than anything. Suddenly the colors and frequencies grew harsher as he approached closer to spotlight tower. "Why was it getting worse, I'm running in the opposite direction," He thought to himself. CR jumped out of the cornfield and found himself face to face with the mythological creature. CR screamed as he stopped in his tracks. "HOLY SH"—

CR turned the opposite way. "He's right there! What am I doing?" CR exclaimed. He ran past the spotlight tower, and discovered a piece of paper attached to the base. He quickly shifted his body toward the tower. CR stretched his hand toward the piece of parchment, but Slenderman interfered; making it impossible for CR to reach the next page. "What's he doing? He's right in front of my page!" Again, CR sprinted in the opposite direction, avoiding Slender's tentacles and deadly gaze.

CR took a deep breath; he ran toward the faceless man. CR brushed past the monster, and swiftly bent underneath his impossibly lanky arm. Once CR reached the other side of the creature, he snatched the page attached to the spotlight tower and made his way back onto the trail. As he hurried down the road, he unfolded the crumpled piece of paper, and read it out loud.

NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO –

Distracted, CR didn't notice that his ankle had given out. He lost his footing, and slid head first into the ditch. CR violently rolled down. He let his body loosen for there was nothing more he could do. Trying to stop his body from the fall would only make things worse.

Not long after, CR's stomach made impact with an incredibly wide tree. He stopped. CR clutched his stomach, and started to gag. He rolled his eyes upward, and observed Slender at the top of the trench, watching him.

CR attempted to recuperate from his fall. He sat up, and leaned against the tree he had made impact with. CR tilted his head over his knees. "What am I to do?"

What was he supposed to do now? There was nowhere to escape. No holes, no hatches, nothing to fool the creature's eye. This wasn't rocket science. CR was in the ditch, at the bottom. There was no where he could go, but up.

Okay, I'm a little bit more awake now and things are starting to heat up a bit more which is awesome! I'm very happy with this story, and would like to thank everyone who has been supporting me throughout this story thus far. Please read, and enjoy! and any kind of reviews (except trolling reviews) are much appreciated.

Next chapter: Screaming...is coming soon...