A/N: Hey, hi... I bet you remember me D:

School just sucks. That's me explanation. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Slowly, I rolled up the papers and shoved them into my pocket, determined to gain my freedom. My mind was suddenly clouded with thoughts.

How could I escape this nightmare? Is it even possible to? What am I going to do afterwards?

It's not like I could just live a normal life after all of this has happened.

I shook my head, not believing what I was thinking. Of course I'd be able to move on. I've seen much worse. I must be hallucinating again. have I remembered to take my antidepressants?

I strolled through the forest gloomily with my hands shoved into my pockets. A single tear ran down my face as I thought about what would happen when I got back. People would call me crazy... Not like that's new to me. Come to think of it, they've always thought that. Was that why my dad moved all across the country with me? Was that the reason he sent me to a crappy school with "special kids" like me?

A cold feeling suddenly washed over me, like I was being watched. My eyes narrowed and I frantically looked around while running. I stopped dead in my tracks as I felt something velvety rub against my leg.

Giving a quick squeak, I ran as fast as my scratched legs could go all the way across and I was greeted face-to-face with a tall fence. There were barbed wires on top and they were quite rusty, like they've been exposed to harsh weather for a decade. I grabbed onto the fence and climbed up. My trembling caused a few razors to slide off to the opposite side, and I made sure to not step on them once I got down.

I was on top of the fence now, all razors knocked down. I looked back at the forest and sighed with relief. I'm out of this disaster, I thought with a smile on my face.

I took my time on top of the fence, looking at the dark forest with pride. I've escaped, and now nothing can stop me, not even the Slenderman.
However, while I was basking in glory on top of that fence, my skin felt like it was being pierced by a thousand cold needles. Out of the blue, a large, thin figure came running out of the forest. Was it even running? Its legs seemed to hover over the trees, appendages knocking over some. The figure ran into the fence and knocked me over.

I fell on my back to the other side. Five or ten rusty blades piercing into my arm. I screeched in pain as blood started seeping through my pajamas once again. My eyes slowly closed, white leaking through my retina. I heard a ringing sound, and the next thing I knew was I was at peace.

I was in a quaint garden with a lot of flowerbeds. Children ran around with toys and adults stayed on a white bench reading literature. Pets were in one corner roughhousing and white figures were laying on a bed in the distance. I squinted, trying to look closer, but they were too far. One figure stood up and sprouted what I thought were wings. It waved goodbye and soared farther into the distance. I was too busy observing others that I didn't notice myself. I was on a bed with baby blue sheets and chocolate stains.

My little brother's bed.

I tried to stand up, but I was immediately pushed down by someone. I looked to me left to see the same figure that flew away. It was a lady in green robes and a golden cord wrapped around her waist. She flashed a quick smile and forced me under the blankets. I could have sworn I smelled something like roses under there, but it was mixed with something else. That something made me feel warmer and sleepy. I rocked my head from once side to the other until I was asleep. Fragrances danced around me in my slumber, which made me not want to awaken. Unfortunately, I did. I woke up in my bed this time, but something was very wrong in this situation.

I tried moving around, but my arms were tied to the head board. They were those medical ties you see in the hospital, what do you call them? I don't remember, but they had black velcro on them. I tried moving my legs, and to me relief they were free from restraints. I looked around my room and my eyes widened in shock. Where was everything?

The only things in here were me and the bed. The wallpaper and the rest of the furniture had disappeared. The door to the hallway was covered in plastic wrap.

"Hello?" I tried calling out with a weak voice. No response.

"Hello!?" I called out louder, still no response.

I struggled to get out of my bonds, but the fact that I was still drowsy did not help at all. After a few minutes of struggling, I stopped. How did I get here? Wasn't I...

My shoulders slumped in defeat, raising my arms higher. I stared at my pale arms and noticed that the scratches and wounds that invaded my skin were gone. I attempted to check my neck for the scar, but I didn't recall my hands being tied. I sighed in frustration. I looked at my legs for the rest of my scars and I noticed something.

I wasn't wearing anything.

Did a towel count as anything? I don't think so. A thin fabric that covers my body from my bust to my thighs does not count as clothing to me. I cocked my head in confusion in this situation. What the hell was going on?

For the next few hours I struggled to release my hand from its ties and was successful. When my wrists were free, I rubbed the burning sensation off. I stood up, hugging the towel closer to my figure. Hesitantly, I grabbed the doorknob. A familiar feeling of dread returned to me as I turned it sideways. I pushed open the door and looked in the hallway,

only to find the corpse of my brother.

A/N: Mein Gott, has it really been this long? I don't know what came over me this whole time. I truly wanted to update, but my life says otherwise. From the bottom of my heart, I am truly sorry for not updating. Just remember that I love you guys. Yes, you! You who favorited and followed this story! You who decided to leave a review! You who stood by even though I was gone for... (stops to count) 6 months? Yes! 6 months! I want to thank everyone for reviewing, ESPECIALLY Wolfstar04because that wonderful person has reminded me that this story is still hanging in the air! I could keep on rambling at how much I'm thankful but I'll stop! I love you so so so so much and thanks for everything!

AGAIN! I'm sorry! It's very likely that I cannot update this week again. BUT I SHALL TRY. SCREW SCHOOL AND ISSUES I CAN DO THIS. OR at least I think so... :(
I'm sorry... I will try my best, but alas my best is not good enough. I'm sorry. Also, notice something? This chapter is looooong! My apology gift for leaving after such a long time.. I LOVE YOU AND THANKS FOR EVERYTHING! Q-Q