Sorry it's been a while. I'm beginning to suspect I'm coming down with Slendersickness...ugh, mean old Slendy watching me from the corner. Maybe if I give him a hug he'll quit creeping me out. Hopefully. ^^ Um, kinda short chapter but I thought I'd try to put SOMETHING up before I completely lost my train of thought! So with that, enjoy~


"NO! I-I CAN'T GO! PLEASE!" Parker screamed, clinging to the mattress. Stan and Cartman were trying to pry him off of the bed, but were failing quite miserably.

"Parker, it's for your own good," Stan reasoned, frown plastered on his face.

Cartman looked upset beside him, trying to uncurl their friend's fingers from digging into the sheets. "We can't just leave you here like this."

"IF I GO WITH YOU, KENNY WILL KILL YOU TOO!"

The raven-haired teen sighed and sat down beside his crying friend, rubbing his hair comfortingly. Kenny must have just been here; otherwise Parker wouldn't be freaking out and bleeding. Or have that knife on the bed. Stan made a face and set it on the ground at the end of the bed so as not to have anyone get hurt. "Please, Parker, please calm down. Nobody's gonna kill us, okay?" He tipped the brunette's chin up to look at him and smiled reassuringly. "Besides, we can't let you stay here by yourself. Safety in numbers, you know." When the crying boy shook his head frantically and refused to go, he looked to Cartman with a helpless look. The other teen shrugged with a frown.

Parker sniffled and curled into a ball, shaking badly from fright. "I don't want you guys to die because of me…"

The fat teen took a seat on the brunette's other side. "Are you positive you won't come with us?"

Parker could only nod as more tears slipped out from his eyes. The two teens exchanged a sad look before allowing him to have his wish to be left alone. They gave him comforting words and said if he needed to talk they would answer, and left his house rather reluctantly. The brunette didn't bother turning off the lights or changing his clothes before crying himself to sleep.


The next morning Parker didn't show up to school. Stan and Cartman were really worried, especially the brunette never called them and gave them a reason for his absence. All through the school day they went without their friend in a haze. Rumors were popping up all over the school that Parker killed Tweek and Kyle and then himself because of overwhelming guilt. The noirette and the fat teen weren't happy, to put it lightly; they nearly got suspended for punching a few kids' lights out when they insulted Parker directly to them. The two tried texting their scared friend all through the day, even called during bathroom breaks and during lunch, but neither received any answer. They desperately hope the rumors of his suicide were just that – rumors.

"We're going over there after school," Cartman said matter-of-factly.

Stan nodded silently in agreement.


Back at home Parker was lying in bed, sound asleep. For once, he wasn't plagued with nightmares; he was actually having decent dreams. Ones where all his friends were still alive and by his side, smiling and laughing. A little smile graced the sleeping boy's face as he curled tighter into a ball, grasping the pillow under his head. The sun shone brightly and happily as all seven of them – Stan, Kyle, Cartman, Kenny, Tweek, Butters, and himself – ran down an unnamed beach, sand catching between their toes and not a rock in sight, and leaped into the clear sparkling water with a playful shout. They had the beach to themselves for the time being, and not a care in the world. Nothing bad could happen. They all splashed around and had a swim race before wading back to shore. As Parker crossed to the shallow end, a slight tug on his arm made him look back; Kenny was looking at him with a shy smile.

"Not yet," he said. He pulled Parker back out to the deeper area and hugged him. "I wanna show you something."

The brunette looked at him, feeling a blush creep across his face. "What is it?"

Kenny looked away shyly and blushed a little himself. A soft laugh escaped his lips before pulling Parker down into the water with him. The brunette's eyes widened in fear, but when he realized nothing was happening, he relaxed. He could see Kenny watching him with sparkling eyes. The blonde grabbed his hands and drifted close, their faces less than an inch apart. Parker's blush intensified, and Kenny's lips grazed his own sweetly. Parker's eyes drifted closed as he kissed back gently, nervously. The need for air seemed to fade into nothingness as the two stayed like this, drifting deeper underwater with their kiss gradually growing more passionate. Kenny's tongue softly ran along Parker's bottom lip, and Parker welcomed it in, battling it with his own tongue. The blonde pulled him closer, wrapping his arms tightly around his torso in a plea for him never to leave. They were sinking deeper and deeper headfirst, but neither cared…until Parker felt freezing water filling his mouth and rushing down his throat. His eyes flew open to reveal that Kenny was gone, and it was just him sinking to the bottom of the beach alone. He was surrounded in dark water, and it was only getting colder. Scared, he quickly swam back up to the water's surface only to discover everyone was gone and he was left by himself under blackened storm clouds.

"What…?" A sound caught his attention and he looked up: there was an older-looking girl up on land, crying. He swam as fast as he could to reach her, but the water never seemed to end in front of him. He felt as if he were swimming for hours before he finally crawled up onto the sand. It was cold like the water. Wasting no time, he made his way up to the girl and asked her what was wrong. She wouldn't answer him; instead she just kept sobbing with her face turned toward the ground. Parker tried to get her to look at him by lifting her chin up to meet her eyes, and gasped.

"S-Sophie?"

The girl looked up, green eyes wide and red-rimmed from all her crying. Parker fell to his knees with a dumbstruck look on his face. He'd found his sister after all these years! He hugged her tight and cried into her shoulder, happy yet incredibly sad at the same time. She looked just like she did before she vanished: same long wavy brown hair, bright green eyes, and cute little freckles scattered under her eyes and over her nose. He couldn't believe after all this time, he'd finally found her again.

"Where did you go, Sophie?" he asked, pulling back to look her in the eyes. "All these years, Dad and I thought you were dead! What happened?"

She remained silent, but let more tears spill down her freckled face. She pointed back toward the trees, and Parker got chills. Standing there watching them was the Slender Man himself. No smiles on his face, no laughter resonating through the air, not even any movement; he just stood and watched. Parker stared at him blankly, not sure whether to be angry he took her away, or happy that she was back after so long. The faceless creature vanished and, along with him, so did Sophie. The brunette's arms cut through air where his sister just sat, and he stared down at the spot for a moment before bowing his head. A tortured scream shook the trees and his hands found themselves tangled in his hair before he fell forward and went silent.

A sudden loud sound woke him with a start. He sat up groggily and looked around, eyes finally coming to rest on his phone. The screen was lit and his "Scary Monsters and Nice Sprites" ringtone was going off. Somebody was calling him. He reached over and answered nervously.

"H-Hello…?"

"Hey, it's Stan." The brunette sighed in relief and swung his legs over the side of the bed. "Me and Cartman are outside. Can we come in?"

"Yeah, I'll be right down." He hung up and walked out and down the stairs to the front door, and opened it wide to let his friends. He waved tiredly and explained to them that he'd been asleep all day. They seemed to relax at that, and informed him of all the vicious rumors floating around the school. The brunette looked hurt, but otherwise tried to let it roll off his back. Together the three of them hung out in the brunette's living room and watched television or played video games until Stan and Cartman's parents called them back home for dinner. After that, Parker went right back to bed without dinner. He didn't feel very hungry anyway.


Another week passed before Parker saw his sister in his dreams again. Just like the last one, he saw her crying before being taken away by the Slender Man. The only difference is this time he chased after them, running deep into the woods and sometimes, he swore, Hell itself. Screams surrounded him as he ran, things surfaced from the ground beneath his feet, and sometimes he'd come into direct contact with the faceless being trying to free his sister. Just as he would grab her hand, he'd wake up in a cold sweat with a racing heart, and swear under his breath before lying back down to try to sleep again.

Friday night found Parker lying on his stomach in the living room, coloring with crayons in front of the television set. He had it set on one of the cartoon stations for background noise, and doodled a picture of his sister just as he'd seen her in his dreams. Next to her, with much reluctance, he drew the Slender Man. He glared at the drawing of the tall suited man and took a red crayon, and quickly crossed out his head. If he ever got his hands on him…

"Breaking news! Be on the lookout for an escaped mental ward patient!"

The brunette nearly snapped his crayon in his hand as he looked up at the TV in horror.

"Not even half an hour ago we received word that mental ward patient, Craig Tucker, had escaped from Hell's Pass hospital shortly after a commotion down in the lobby. It turns out that someone had let off multiple smoke bombs, causing the entire staff to stop what they were doing to go check it out. Reports indicate that nobody was hurt, nothing was damaged or taken, and nobody was in real danger; until they found one South Park teen missing from his room. Authorities advise everyone to stay in their homes and lock all doors and windows. Craig Tucker is mentally unstable and could potentially be dangerous. Call the police if you see him wandering about, we will get him back to the hospital right away."

Parker's phone went off seconds after the announcement. When he looked, it was Stan texting him. With shaky hands he opened his phone and checked the message. Stan had heard, too.

Do you think he'd come looking for you? – Stan

I hope not…Hopefully he's just going home. – Parker

Whatever you do, just stay inside. We'll get you if anything happens. – Stan

Parker could feel himself frowning and looked up toward the window. 'I can't promise that,' he thought nervously. 'Not if they know…'


Ohh I smell so much evil about to happen! Or maybe that's just Slendy lol go take a bath Slender Man! Don't forget to leave a review or tall pale and faceless will stand behind you in the shower :D