~Sammy's POV~
The mission was supposed to be easy.
Is was to go to the hospital, leaning against my cane with a bloody hand and dirty hair. Tell them monsters had attacked me and took my brother. Tell them monsters had turned him into a demon.
It went as according to the plan. I met the men while in the hospital, was released three days later and taken in by the men. Because they were government, they had the right to take me for some reason.
For two more days they pampered me. They brought me to a facility in the desert and gave me a comfortable bedroom with changes of clothes and books to read. Despite not having a window and being locked in after nine, I kind of liked it. Then, on the third day, the plan continued. They brought me into a white room and interrogated me.
When asked about what happened, I began to cry and covered my face.
"T-the monsters to-took us from th-the forest after d-dad hurt me and J-Joshua. I tri-ied to stop them b-but they caught u-us."
The dude interrogating me waited for me to calm down then pushed the tissues over to me. As I wiped away the snot and tears, I waited for him to ask me another question.
"Sandra, would you mind telling me what these monsters looked like?"
Now for the fun part. They'd told me to only tell EJ and Jeff, then add a few made up ones. While in that comfortable room, I'd drawn many pictures of false monsters.
"Here, I drew pictures."
I handed the interrogator my notebook.
"Jeff the Killer and Eyeless Jack I know of, but who is this?"
"That's Peter, he's a puppet. He was a child when he was killed. His best friend, Amy, was killed soon after. They wanted revenge, so they began killing randomly for their murderers. After they found them, they disappeared into the woods. They kill hikers sometimes, or ventures into small towns to satisfy their thirst for blood."
"And they told you all this?"
"Well, yeah. They're kids. Kids like telling stories."
"What about these?" he showed the picture I'd drawn of two shadow like creatures that were hiding underneath a child's bed and inside the closet. The one under the bed was a female with a long, cat-like tail that curled. She had two horns that matched the male in the closet. He had a shorter tail, and it didn't curl.
"I think their names are Crawl and Peek. They are the children of a woman named Nightmare. They like to prey on children. The girl hides under the bed and the boy hides in the closet. If the child tries to escape, either the girl will drag them under and eat him alive. If the kid escapes, the boy will pull them into the closet and drink their blood . If the kid stays in bed, Nightmare will enter the room, pretending to be the kid's mother, then all three will have a feast."
"Why would they tell you all this?"
"So that I'd be scared."
"Can you tell me anything about these creatures?"
He slid a folder over to me. I opened it and began going through pictures, studying them for a moment then moving on. Laughing Jack was caught on a hidden camera, same as a blurry Slenderman. I stared at the pic of Slendy for a moment longer than I should've.
"This looks familiar, I think I saw it on this series on youtube."
"Um...what?"
"Nevermind, it's probably nothing." I found a picture of Masky as he was clobbering someone to death with a stone in the middle of the street. Hoodie stood nearby, watching. "Yeah, I think I've seen these two as well. Are you sure these aren't off of youtube?"
"Yes!" I winced for real as he hit the table with his fist.
"Sorry," I whispered as I went back to looking through pictures. I jumped at the sight of dog with a humanoid smile, then grimaced at a girl with wight, expressionless face being held down on a hospital bed by doctors. There was a picture from a security camera as Ben came out of a boy's tv.
"I don't know anything about these besides the fact that this last one is dressed as Link from Legend of Zelda. I'm sorry."
"It's fine. You may retire to your room, I'll have someone bring you lunch in an hour."
"Yes sir."
I left the room, closely followed by two men. I leaned on my cane as I walked, hoping that Ben had heard everything. I entered the room, heading to my bed, when I heard the door lock.
"Hey!" I knocked on the door, because they never locked me in the room during the day. Then I heard my stack of drawings flutter to the floor as a green colored gas began filling the room behind the large bookshelf.
"What the hell?! Let me out!"
But the door didn't open. I began looking for the bug Ben had put on my cane, a sinking feeling in my chest. If I died, they would know though. They would know because I was one of them. And yet, my lungs began to burn as I sank to the floor. I held my breath, but it's not like that would last long. And it didn't.
Of course it didn't…
I'm sorry Joshy.