~The Guy Sam Stabbed's POV~

My head ached as I stared at the tv from the couch. I couldn't really feel my body for once. My face didn't have that ache that I was used to, and my skin didn't tingle. I guess whatever she stabbed me with eased pain.

Huh. She must've stolen it when EJ tried to give it to her.

She's a feisty one, I can't wait to have some fun with her...

~Slenderman POV~

I'm worried about Jeff trying to hurt Sandra. Then there's Laughing Jack, who might try to claim Joshua as his kill when they meet. I'll have to keep an eye on them all. In a sense. Sandra has a tendency to push herself to far too, and might not admit to having a serious injury until close to her death bed, but she is very protective over her brother. If I could get her to feel the same way about the others, she might be very useful during kills. And to escape Eyeless Jack that way and stab Jeff, I'm astonished! Yes, she will be quite useful.

The boy, on the other hand, seems to be utterly and completely useless. Other than providing moral support to his sister, I don't even know if there is any reason to keep him alive. I did make a promise to Sandra, though. I swore I wouldn't harm the boy as long as she did as I told her. So far she's proven to be a bit of a rebel. She will protect her brother above all else, even if she dies doing so. A strange girl indeed, but I already know she has what it takes to kill.

She's done it twice before.

~Sam's POV~

As my brother slept on the comfortable bed, I gazed around the room. It was a spare room, they told me. A room kept for when Slenderman's brothers came to visit. It had maroon walls and white dressers. The long bed had colorful and cheery blankets. The closet was empty until a girl came in with a couple of outfits. Her mask didn't let me see any emotion as she handed me the clothes. She waved goodbye before leaving, the last thing I saw was her black hair. A wig most likely.

I was currently in the window seat. It was cushioned and warm despite being next to the window. I laid my head on the pillows and fell asleep as the moonlight lit up my face.

I didn't want anymore nightmares, but I was so tired I couldn't stay awake any longer. I tried to fight it, but my demon father returned, this time bringing someone else with him.

I struggled against the water as father dragged me down and my brother snickered from above me. I couldn't see him well, but I could see his red eyes and wide grin.

"It's your fault, sister! Just drown and die with mother and father, it's your fault they're both dead!"

But I refused to think this was my angel brother. My boy wouldn't say these things to me, and he sure doesn't know what happened with mother. I made sure nobody except me and father knew, and he's dead.

"Why did you shoot her, sister? Did you really hate her that much? You weren't even part of this family, so why did you have to ruin it?"

Why did I? I should've just left them alone after they had their own son. They didn't need me anymore after that. Why would they even want me? I was just some kid they found in the trash, bruised and bloody.

Why did they keep me?

And now it's my fault. They're all gone because of me. I ruined that boy's family, his life. It's my fault...

~Josh's POV~

I woke up to the sound of crying. It was sister, and she was only the ground, thrashing around. She kept saying she was sorry, sorry for what?

"Sister?" I shook her until she woke up. Her nose was bleeding again and her head was starting to bleed through the bandages. "Sammy your head!"

"It's my fault, I'm so sorry!" She began sobbing as the bleeding worsened. I shook her some more, but she just kept crying. "Forgive me, Joshua, it's my fault!"

I ran out as she continued to sob, running to the EJ's room.

"J-Jack!" I stuttered as I ran in and shook him awake.

"WHAT!"

I stepped away, but didn't shrink from his suddenly furious expression. His mask wasn't on, so I saw his grey skin and lips curled back to show sharp teeth. "I-it's Sammy! She's crying and her heads bleeding again!"

He groaned but stood, grabbing his mask off his nightstand. Running back to me and sister's room, EJ is following close behind. When I entered, Sammy was still lying on the ground, but I couldn't see what she was doing.

"Joshua, leave."

I did as EJ said, leaving him with my sister for the time being.

~EJ's POV~

She was barely breathing when I got to her. Her bandage was almost completely soaked in blood as she suddenly began convulsing. Like a seizure. I just held her head so she wouldn't bash it on anything else. When her seizure passed and her body stilled, I picked her up. I had to take her back to the infirmary so I could restrain her before she got herself hurt again.

I told Joshua to go to bed while I took care of the girl. He was reluctant, but I didn't have time to babysit him. I was told to make sure neither of them died from the injuries to their heads, and I'm going to do just that.

While tying her down, her body began to convulse again, so I had to slip a pillow under her head so she didn't bang it around on the hard bed. I waited until she had settled before unwrapping her bandage. She seemed to have worsened the wound. Not only that, but there was blood seeping through the back of her shirt. I had to wrap her head first, then check out the other injuries.

As I lifted the back of her soaking shirt, I suddenly realized just how bad the beatings from her father were. Beatings that she'd protected her brother from. All the way up and down her back were bruises slowly fading to yellow and scars. There were cuts too, some of which must have been ripped open during the convulsions.

Such an interesting child.