The living room TV clicked on as I settled down in front of it, blinking slowly. There was an urgent news report on…
"…Seven teenagers were found dead in Deadwood Forest this morning, six reported missing just last night around eleven o'clock. The police have identified two of the victims as Sierra Makson and Marcus Flink, the others have yet to be identified. So far no evidence has been found on who the killer is. If you have any leads on who it might be, please contact authorities immediately.
"Police also reported finding numerous video cameras around the forest, supposedly dropped by each kid. We advise young children to leave the room, for the following images are very graphic and could be disturbing to some."
The news woman was replaced with a dark picture of what looked like trees; somebody (the holder of the camera, maybe?) was breathing heavily as they ran. "Sierra!" A male voice yelled from somewhere off camera. "Sier -" the guy was cut off by a scream of terror from someone nearby as they stepped into a clearing. The ground was soaked in blood, a body laying near the edge of the undergrowth. The body was covered in stab wounds and a knife lay nearby.
The scene changed to static for a few long moments before clearing up again, revealing the pale face of a girl; her makeup was running down her face and her whole neck was soaked in blood, one arm sticking out at an awkward angle as if it was broken. The image changed again, and I shut the TV off.
I cocked my head to the side a little. Marcus, hmm? I guess it didn't surprise me; Slenderman didn't show pity upon anybody, not even me. I knew quite well that my time was running short and that it'd all be over soon.
The TV turned back on by itself a few moments later, the channel quickly turning to complete static before shutting off. For a split second I saw his mark, the Operator's Symbol, and I smiled. He was out there right now, watching, waiting. Perhaps I could help him with his next…victims.
"Sadie, we're leaving!"
"Coming!" I replied to my mother's sobbing voice and stood up, dusting off my dress and turning away from the TV. As I walked towards her, I began to sing to myself quietly.
"One, two, Slender's coming for you. Three, four, don't bother locking the door. Five, six he'll get his hunger fix. Seven, eight, better stay up late. Nine, ten, never scream again."
AN:: Yes, this is the official end of The Hunted. I'm proud to say this is one of my best Fanfics I've ever written, and my first one that was about horror and gore. I don't know if I really did well on much of it, but at least I can say I'm proud of it.
Any comments are appreciated unless you're going to complain about 'oh this story should've ended like such' or whatever. Honestly.
Yes, I could've done better. (maybe) Yes, I like my ending. No, I don't want to hear you bitch about how you wanted it to end differently. Sheesh. My story, my ending.
Anyways, if you DID enjoy it, then I thank you for reading, faving it, all the wonderful reviews...I can honestly say the reviews are what kept me going with this.
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Oh yes, and I don't know if the news would ACTUALLY show that kind of stuff on TV. Most likely not, but I really don't care. I wanted it to, so I did. (I remember me having to leave the room once because of something on the news I wasn't allowed to see) You can obviously tell why I wanted to do that. (and if not, then reread this chapter I )
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That is all I have to say for now, my lovelies~! I don't know if I'll ever write something along the lines of horror again, unless I find something else I'm interested in. And please, don't be shy about contacting me if you ever need/want to~! I love talking with people who share common interests with me (and those who don't too XDD)
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Until next time.
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