I was fazed for a second by that question. But then I was shocked into reality. I had REALLY just met him. I started
screaming at the traumatizing memory. I ran all around the house for Tim but he was no where to be found. Then,
with all of my dignity, (complete w/ bunny slippers and pajamas) I ran out of the house into the middle of the road.
Tears were falling from my eyes. He might be here again, following me. I tried calling out for help, but I was choking on my
tears. I went to everyone's house and knocked, trying to find someone who might help me. I had no avail.
My hair was frizzing from the stress. I just... don't know anymore. With nothing else to do, I fled. I fled from the neighborhood.
Sobbing and escaping was all I could do. How pathetic. It started raining and the pavement, scrubbed with dirt, had turned muddy.
The ambiance was quite unsettling. Mist was all around me and my own muddy footsteps contributed to the atmosphere. The little
pit pat pit pat of the rain could be heard on the concrete.
Whilst roaming around in confusion, I have stumbled upon a yellow shed. Well, not entirely yellow. The corners were painted
cyan and patches of rust could be seen on the walls. I do not know why, but I seem to have been lured to it. I made my
way to the poorly-constructed shed, a bunny slipper had sunk into the mud. Well, it could have been worse. Exactly after that "optimistic" thought popped into my head, my Operator wound started stinging, stronger and stronger as I got closer to the shed.
Blood started pouring from my neck as I grabbed the cold, rusty handle of the door. My clothes were getting soaked, and not only in rain. My blue Hello Kitty pajamas were reddish brown as I entered the room. Immediately after I took my first step into the shed, the heavy bleeding stopped. No I did not have any tampons. Inside the shed was nothing at all but mud puddles. Mud puddles, mud puddles, mud puddles, a pedestal and a black, averagely thick book. Don't forget the little symbol engraved on the cover!
The ceiling was leaking, and this whole sound system made my way to the pedestal slower and drearier. I spent probably 5 seconds of my life looking at the cover, and another 5 seconds running my index finger over the leathery, hard-bound book. My thumb had made its way to the edge of the cover, and flipped it open ecstatically. The flyleaves were smothered in blood, but that didn't seem to affect the rest of the book.
Instead of words coming into my mind, they were visions. Visions about other children perhaps. The first vision I had encountered was a little girl named Lucy, or at least that was what was written on her name-tag. Her little frock was bouncing as she went up and down the see-saw. They were probably having a party, with all the balloons and name-tags. Little Lucy made the hand gesture for "I need to pee!" She quickly got off the see-saw and ran off. It seems like the party was held in a forest or so.
As I was saying, Lucy ran off deeper into the forest and lifted her frock to take a little wee-wee next to a fat tree. She squatted and started doing her business, humming to the rhythm of her piss as well. Her sweet hum was interrupted by a tall, slender shadow appearing on the fat tree. Lucy gave an inaudible gasp and started screaming. Then everything went black.
I got back to the real world, clutching my stomach and my temples. I started moaning. I got a severe headache. After a few moment of MORE pain, I was limping towards the door, but I could not escape the visions. The next one had closed in on me. A familiar back of a boy's head was opposite to a cellphone monitor. He was giggling, though he was watching a rather disgusting video I would rather not mention. MY voice was heard calling. "Tim? I couldn't sleep!" I yelled. Oh my gosh... This was Tim... My little brother. "Tim!" I called out again.
Tim asked me "What?!" whilst pausing his video. I didn't respond. Tim rolled his eyes and his thumb inched closer to the "play" button. But before the poor, unsuspecting Tim could play his little child-entertainment, a black tentacle had wrapped around his mouth and dragged him out of my field of vision.
I couldn't take anymore of this! I ran towards the shed and quickly pushed it open, only to find that I was in a different place.
I was in a forest. The one where Lucy was abducted, to be precise.
A/N: I'm sorry! I know this chapter is very late and also very short! It's just that I've been very busy lately. Thank you guys for following and for submitting reviews. Even though I don't have that much yet, thanks for the support! BTW, for the next 2 days I probably won't be busy, so there'll be more chapters, yay! In the next few chapters, Slendy will make his SECOND APPEARANCE! Again, thanks for the reviews, I really appreciate it!