Alright, hello reader. This is a continuation of the 24 Hours Series, so if you haven't read the first one (The 24 Hours Series: Ticci Toby), then go do that first.

Reviews from the last story are now going to be answered.

Ryan: Lol, yeah, sorry about that wait... Liu is one of the best Creepypastas. The only one I like better than Liu is Toby, and only a bit better at that.

SilverConstellation: Lol, thank you. I mean, when you're knocked out cold, I don't think you have dreams but idk... Yup, the Leader is a female. My only Creepypasta OC as of right now. (I mean, Brianna's an OC, but she ain't a CP). Slenderman is able to talk telepathically according to the CP fandom. Yes, Liu is from Brotherly Hate. Lol, I'm not a horror fan either, but for some reason I really enjoy twisted stories, songs, and the like.

Anyways, let's get on with it already.

Brianna sat in the garden, watching the sunset. She'd been at the Creepypasta mansion for about a week now, and it was very pleasant. A couple of the Creepypastas annoyed her, but most of them were very polite and kind. Her favorite thing was when she got to go sit in her garden and watch the beautfiul sunset.

Since she wasn't useful as a murderer yet, Slenderman decided to let Masky train her and she could just help with the chores for now. Everyone agreed with that idea. Lots of the Creepypastas despised doing the chores, and she actually liked them, so she now was in charge of doing all the chores. She sighed contently, a small smile decorating her face.

"Brianna!" Toby called from behind her. She turned to see the boy in a bit of a panic. "Liu's been kidnapped!"

Brianna's eyes widened, the shock hitting her like a wrecking ball. "Wait, really?"

Toby nodded frantically. "It's the same girl that took us."

She turned back to the sunset slowly, wrapping her arms around herself tightly. "Poor Liu..."

"We have to save him." Toby's voice suddenly sounded determined. "Like he did us."

Brianna nodded, brows furrowing. "But how?"

"I don't know yet," he sat beside on the bench. "But we have to figure out a way. We can't just leave him there."

"Alright. Do you have anything?"

He thought for moment. "Yes. I think I do. But... it's dangerous."

She chuckled. "Everything we do is dangerous."

"I meant for Liu and whoever they kidnap."

"Oh." She stared at the ground in confusion. "What's your plan then?"

He was about to respond when a voice cut into their conversation. "You two are not going to go save him."

Both Toby and Brianna groaned.

Masky came into view, mask in one hand and cigarette in the other. "It's too risky."

"We're murderers! Literally everything is risky!" The two exclaimed in unison.

Masky rolled his eyes and lit the cigarette in his hand.. "But we have permission from Slenderman to murder, you do not have permission to go storm the place and get yourselves kidnapped again."

Toby crossed his arms. "You need to mind your own business."

Masky blew his smoke out carelessly. "Your business is my business; we're partners. You can't just run off and get yourself killed. It would break Slenderman's heart."

"Highly doubt that." Toby rolled his eyes. "You know he likes you better. Otherwise he wouldn't so harsh to me."

"He's only harsh because he wants to help you."

"Well, he's failing then."

Masky raised an eyebrow, dropping and stepping on his cigarette. "Such a brat." He muttered, yet Brianna heard him. "Anyway, you're late on dinner Brianna, and Toby, stay out of trouble."

Brianna jumped up. "I'll get right on it, sorry." She raced back inside, hoping no one would notice she was a few mintues behind.

(Back in town...)

Kaitlyn sat in her room, headphones full volume, pen and paper in her hand. She let out a frustrated sigh as she struggled to come with a good chorus. She yanked off her headphones, deciding to pay more attention to her writing. A small knock interrupted her thoughts. "Come on," She called, her tone laced with annoyance.

Her little brother opened the room meekly, peeking through the crack. "I was wondering if I could borrow one of your pencils..."

She waved her hand. "Go ahead."

He came up a pulled out a pencil, the same one he always got. "Thank you..." He began walking away.

"Hey," She stopped him. "Just keep that one."

His eyes lit up. "Really? I can keep it?"

She nodded, her lips twitching into a small smile.

"Thank you so much!" He excitedly ran out of the room, pulling the door closed again.

She went back to her writing, still trying to figure out that stupid chorus.

A knock came at her door again. A bit confused, she responded. "You still need something, Ivan?"

The door swung open and two buff men stood there.

She jumped to her feet, analyzing the situation. Without warning she lunged towards the nightstand, digging through the drawer for her knife. She pulled it out, holding it defensively.

The men shared a glance before walking towards her, grabbing her wrists and trying to pry the knife out of her hand. She dropped the knife, knowing they'd let go of her and try to grab the knife. Her prediction worked, and she sprinted away. She opened the window, jumping out and running away from the house.

After a good thirty minutes of running, she finally stopped, deciding that she was probably safe now. She leaned against the wall of the nearby business, trying to regulate her breathing.

"Why, hello, my friend."

Kaitlyn's eyes shot open, darting around, attempting to find the other person. "Who are you?"

A small chuckle emitted from Kaitlyn's left side. "I can't tell you yet." A figure appeared in front of her, black cloak drapping over it's thin frame.

Kaitlyn narrowed her eyes at the figure. "Leave me alone."

"I'm sorry, I can't do that." The figure's hand shot up, and Kaitlyn immediately passed out.

Yeah, um, decided to build the plot a bit with the beginning scene. Plus, y'all kinda needed to see how Brianna was faring, right?...

Thanks again, ~Lace the Humorous~