[The following information was taken from Creepypasta Case File #008593445. The following is a transcript of a video we received in 2017.]
[An African american male in his mid twenties is seen sitting in a chair. He is wearing a red flat-top hat placed on top of his black dreads sideways. He is also wearing a red sweater that is open, showing a grey tank and sagging grey sweatpants. He is smoking a cigarette and his brown eyes are glazed, leaving one to believe that he is most likely stoned. The chair he is sitting in is a large, fancy red armchair. Behind, the wallpaper is a plain pleasant pastel yellow. There is an end table on one side next to the chair and on the other is a large window.]
Man: Wazzup, Dawg? 'Da name's Dave.
[Dave's face begins to change. His eyes clear as his irises turn yellow which is rimmed in red.]
Dave: [much deeper voice with a slight british accent] Can you not try to at least be a bit more professional?
Regular Dave: This ain't my idea, dawg. Why ya gotta be like that?
Not-Dave: Stop calling people Dog!
[At the outburst, the camera shakes slightly and goes staticy for a few moments before returning to normal.]
Dave: Ya need to chill out, Dude. [Lifts cigarette with a lazy smile] Ya should try some.
Not-Dave: [Rolls his eyes] I have told you countless times before that I can not get high.
Not-Dave: But that is besides the point. [Not-Dave makes eye contact with the camera] Hello, Van Helsing. I know you are probably watching this. In case you do not recognize me, it is your old friend, Kito. The demon you thought you had killed.
[Dave's eyes widen.]
Dave: Woah, hold up, Dawg! Did you just say Van Helsing?! Like that guy that tries to kill Dracula?
[Kito sighs and face palms.]
Kito: [mutters] I hate you so much.
Dave: [smirks] Oh come on, Dawg, ya know ya love me.
Kito: No, I do not! You know what? That is enough of that.
[Kito opens the window and throws the cigarette out.]
[Dave gets to his feet, a devastated expression on his face.]
Dave: Dude! What the hell was that for?!
Kito: If I get you a new one you have to stay in the corner and be quiet.
[Dave pouts as he plops down into the armchair, crossing his arms over his chest.]
Dave: It's my body!
Kito: Then no more weed.
[Dave is silent for several moments. Then he sighs and rolls his eyes.]
Dave: Fine.
[A cigarette appears in Dave's hand, a lighter in the other. Dave smiles as he lights up the cigarette before bringing it to his lips and taking a long drag from it before blowing out the smoke with a satisfied look on his face.]
Kito: I apologize for that. Dave was not my first choice. But he was easy to take a hold of and easy to please.
Dave: No, I'm not!
[Kito's eyes glow and he bares his teeth which had become fangs as he growls.]
Kito: Get in your corner and shut the *bleep* up before I take the weed away for a whole week!
[Dave does not reply. Kito sighs again.]
Kito: I do not even know why I am doing this. This is absurd. I am wasting my time.
Kito: I just wanted to let you know that I am still here and I have found myself a host.
[Kito is silent for a while. He raises his hand and leans his chin on his fist, looking out the window, the cigarette still smoking though he doesn't smoke it. He then looks back at the camera before looking down at his pants.]
Kito: There has been no sign of Mama. I have asked Slender and have questioned everyone. They have not heard from her. I have not heard anything in a few centuries.
Kito: [Looks up at the camera] I bet you are pretty glad about that, are you not, Van Helsing? You get to hunt us with no repercussions but our own.
[Dave takes over, taking a quick drag from the cigarette.]
Dave: Don't worry, Dawg. I'm sure she'll turn up soon. She's your mother for ch-crying out loud.
[Kito gives a small smile.]
Kito: Thanks, Dave.
[A knock upon a wooden door can be heard. Dave takes another drag from the cigarette before Kito takes over and looks towards the door.]
Kito: Come in.
[There's silence before a young boy can be heard speaking.]
Boy: You promised that you would play a game with Sally, Tommy, and I.
[Kito smiles, this time a genuine one.]
Kito: Did I?
Boy: Kito!
Kito: [laughs] Do not worry, Charlies. We will play a game. Just give me a moment and we will be right down.
Charlie: Yay!
[Small footsteps began to grow faint as Charlie must have ran from the room. Kito looks at the camera.]
Kito: In case you have not figured it out, I am at the Slender House. The one place that you can not reach. So I suggest you stop searching. You may be able to take down one of us at a time, but I doubt you could handle all of us at once. See you in Hell.
[The screen goes black.]