Levi's POV:
I was more than surprise to find myself waking up, especially after remembering the white faceless man in a suit, and being caught by him. To say that I was even more surprise to wake up lying on a concrete floor, and to see Masky starring at me, through that stupid mask. I didn't jump, or scream, but I did move away from him, till I was sitting up with my back pressed up against the wall nearest to me. Masky stay in his sitting position, watching me, and not making a move to stop my attempt to get away from him. He starred at me for a good moment, not saying a word. However, he was not what I was worried about at the moment. I was wondering how I ended up back with Masky? 'I am almost certain that I should be dead.' I am very certain I had not dreamed that creature.
"Confused." It wasn't a question, it was a statement. "Don't be. Slenderman decided not to kill you. He returned you to me. Right now you are in the basement, I'm going to keep you down here for a bit after that stunt you pulled till I'm sure you learned and recognize your mistake." Masky said. tilting his head.
"That thing was real?!" I asked, not believing he was talking about that monster I seen.
"Yes, Slenderman, is real, white, faceless, tentacles, and wearing a suit, he is real. So was the dog that chased you in the woods. That was Smile Dog. And the other creature, was the Rake. The little girl in the woods, Sally. All real."
I was silent. He was not telling me, what I was hearing. My ears were playing a trick on me. My brain was going crazy from what has happened. I shook my head, in denial as I trid to keep myself calm.
Masky stood up and looked down at me, from my spot. "Deny the truth all you want. But I am going to leave you in here, for a couple of hours with a new friend I guess I should say, although, I wouldn't too attached if I were you." He said, moving away, revealing a black haired girl, dressed in a white bloused and mini-skirt, tied to a chair and gagged. She jumped when Masky turned to her. I heard him chuckle softly by her movements of fear. He turned his creepy masked face back to me. "I'll leave you two alone, you have a lot to talk about." Me and the girl both watched as Masky walked up the stairs and out the door, the lock seeming to make a loud clicking sound.
I got up and held my hands up in a 'I mean no harms,' gesture, as I made my way towards the girl, when she jumped from my movements. "Its okay. I'm like you. I was kidnapped and brought here, just like you." I told her.
She visibly relaxed, and I began releasing her. "My names Alexis," She said, when I removed her gag.
"Mines, Levi." I said, helping her out of the chair. She had a large bruise on the side of her head, it made me think that she was probably hit in the head and brought here like I was. I sincerely hoped she wasn't chased by monsters like I was.
"Levi, we have to get out of here." She said, immediately. "We do not want to be here when one of them comes back." She made a dash for the only exit, the door at the top of the stairs. She placed her ear against the door. "I can't hear anything, maybe he left."
"So, you know about the monster?" I asked her, my brain seeming to only register the word 'them'.
"More or less, most people just know them as Creepypasta's." She said, jiggling the doorknob, and kicking the door when it failed to open.
"Creepypasta's?" I repeated. "That's the urban legends my friend use to go on about think. If I known they were real I would have listened to their stupid stories." I said, recognizing the word.
"Wait." She came back to me. "You don't know about Creepypasta's?!" She demanded, her face changing into a grimace as her hand went to rub her head as if in pain.
"No, I didn't pay attention to them. I try to stay away from spooky or creepy stuff." I admitted.
She looked at me in disbelief.
I shrugged at her look. I did not like dolls, or spooky stuff. "What can I say, I'm a wimp." I admitted to her. I was already use to people calling me that and I had no problem telling people this either.
"Okay, listen," she said, her hand grabbing her head again. "Creepypasta's are not just legends, their real. And as of right now, we need to find a way out of here or the Proxy up there," she pointed to the door. "Is going to kill us."
"Proxy?" I repeated.
"Yes, Masky is a Proxy, who takes his orders from Slenderman." She said rubbing her head again. "He succumbed to the Slender Sickness and so that he would not lose his mind or die from it, he made a deal with Slenderman and became his Proxy. Now he kills people, or whoever Slenderman tells him to kill." She said quickly.
My brain barely processed what she was saying.
"Ugh, okay I'll start over, and try to give you a quick course of what Creepypasta's are." She said, sitting herself on the floor, pulling me down to join her. "We'll educate you and work a plan of attack when Masky comes back." She said, tucking her hair behind her ear.
Masky's POV
I had left the cabin, to leave Levi to get to know his new friend, and made my way to the mansion. Hopefully, he would utilize the knowledge I had presented to him, she wouldn't last for long. I had snagged her from Jeff, so I wasn't too unset when he landed a punch as soon as I entered the kitchen, where Tobi, was enjoying himself in a large stack of waffles, Hoodie was eating a cheesecake, E. J. was nibbling on a kidney, and Ben was busy playing a game on his 3ds. Everyone had their masks off as was normal when we were all just hanging out at the mansion. Slenderman, was sitting at the counter, looking at a newspaper. I rubbed my sore cheek, glaring slightly at Jeff for his immaturity.
"That's for taking my kill." Jeff growled.
I just looked at him. "It was necessary." I said finally.
Shoving me aside Jeff stormed out, growling. "Ass."
Sighing, I sat down beside Hoodie, who as usual sat as far as he could away from E. J. I guess it creep him out that E.J. preferred to eat human kidneys. There was a sandwich waiting for me. "Punish him, yet?" Hoodie asked.
"No, the death of his new friend and teacher should be traumatizing enough to get the message across." I answered, taking a bite out of the sandwich. "He'll find the key to the basement door, in her remains. If he's smart he won't attempt to leave again."
Hoodie didn't reply.
"H-how long are you g-g-going to l-l-leave him t-there?" Tobi asked, between a bite of waffles.
"Until I'm sure, she's dead. Levi should be find for a while." I answered, recalculating the time in my head, to make sure I didn't return to two bodies in the basement. That would be disappointing. I fingered the pill bottle in my pocket, I had brought them with me, in case Levi did escape the basement. He was going to have to learn he was to depend on me, and me alone. I was in charge of his life and his death.
"If he fails, to remember, will you kill him?" Ben asked, not taking his eyes off his game.
"I don't know." I said, thinking about it. It would be kind of fun to chip away at his sanity if he did fail to remember.
"I want his kidneys, if you do kill him." E. J. said.
I opted to not answer that, for Hoodies sake. "I can't figure out why I can't bring myself to kill him. I tried to, several time when Slendy brought him back." I huffed, puzzled.
Slendy had sat there and watched me try to kill him, till I had decided that maybe if he knew who I was and where he was, would be more motivation for me to kill him, once he looked at me with recognition and fear. I had to take Jeff's prey though. She was a fan of ours, especially of Jeff. Jeff for some reason enjoyed killing off his fan base, I guess he liked proving to them, how truly terrifying and beautiful he was in person before they went to sleep.
"Where's Laughing Jack?" I asked, after a few moments of not hearing the psychotic clowns laugh, or taunting Jeff, within the mansion.
Ben shrugged, too engrossed in his game to answer verbally.
"Slendy sent him to Paris, for his next victim." Hoodie said.
"What did he do to deserve to be sent so far away?" I asked.
"He replace Slendy's suits, with maid dresses. And made Sally cry….He hid her bear." E. J. said.
I nodded. As we settled into a steady conversation, of who would go to the human domain next for their victim. Slendy writing out the schedule so there would be no confusion.
Levi's POV
After finding that this basement had no small window or any other way of escaping, Alexis, and me were both pushing on the door, twisting the doorknob as we did, hoping that our combined weight would somehow be enough to have the lock give out. After Alexis had given me a crash course through what exactly, the Creepypasta's were, what Masky was, she finally admitted that she was seeing and hearing static, which was causing her great pains. She suspected this was the Slender Sickness, I was also starting to re-show signs of the sickness. So that explained why it was happening to me, every since I got here. I told her this and about the pills that were on the other side of the door, and she concluded that those were to hold off the sickness and we needed to get out and get those pills, before one of us succumbed to it.
We had no idea how long we were locked in the basement. All we knew was that we were thirsty and hungry. We were both sweating, having been trying anything and everything to get out of the basement. As Alexis's pain started getting more closer together, she started crying. "We got to get out! I can't take it anymore!" She wailed, throwing herself at the door one more time, before sliding to the floor.
I slammed myself against a few more times, even after static and pain flashed in my head. "Just rest Alexis, I bust through this door and we'll get those pills, and get outta here." I grunted, not willing to get up. "No one's going to murder us!" I said, slamming myself against the door.
"Levi, I can't anymore, its too much. My head..." She quickly ran down the stairs, her hand going to cover her mouth, and puked in the furthest corner. "It won't stop….There's no break….between…." She tried to speak, but kept getting sick.
Hearing another person, in so much pain, and sick, just made me try even harder. My shoulder and arm were hurting, my head was hurting. The relief for the Slender Sickness that was obviously affecting Alexis more than me, was just beyond our reach, my shoulder could fall off, if it meant getting out of this basement. Something was bothering me though. 'If Masky's a killer, and the white faceless man in the woods was in fact The Slenderman….Why have they not killed me yet?'
"Oh my God!" Alexis yelped. "I'm puking up blood, and…. A key!" She wheezed, before resuming to vomit more.
"A key?" I said, continuing to try and force the door open. "You swallowed your house key?" I asked, not really processing what she had said, and analyzing it." I heard her groan in pain and her labor breathing. I was not expecting her immediate response, but after several beats later and there was still no response, I stilled. Everything had gone quiet. I turned around and saw her collapsed in a heap. "Alexis?" I called.
She didn't move.
I stopped trying to get the door opened and ran to her side to check on her. "Alexis…." I tried again shaking her shoulder, making an effort not to look at the blood she had puke up. She still didn't move, she wasn't even breathing. Rolling her over I prepared to give her CPR, only when I saw her face did I realize that, that would be useless. She had blood dripping from her mouth, nose, ears, and eyes. Now I'm no doctor, but I'm almost positive that when that happens, there's no saving a person, especially once they have stopped breathing. "Oh my God…." I breathed, realizing this is how the Slender Sickness kills, and that if I didn't get out of this room I would join her.
I back away from her body, squatting to my knees to try and get myself calmed down enough to continue trying to escape. White noise filled my ears, static flashed my vision. Panicky I stood and spun around, looking around the room. We had to have missed a window, or another door. Didn't basements in murder and horror movies always have at least one of those things attached to it. The basement I was in couldn't be that different. Nothing.
"What do I do?!" I asked, my eyes landing on the dead body of Alexis. I was kind of silently hoping, she was somehow rise from the dead, and help me. My eyes moved to the object that laid innocently in blood and vomit. The key that I had thought was to her house, but when I saw it, I noticed it was too odd looking to be to a house. I grabbed my head again, not because of white noise or static, but at the memory of what will happen should stay locked on the basement.
'Ewww! Gross! Yuck!' I mentally fussed, as I gritted my teeth and picked it up. What could it hurt to try? I mean yeah, it was a long shot, but what other option here did I have.
Running back up the stairs, I prayed to a God, that this would somehow open the door. My hand was shaking as I try to fit it in the keyhole, and was shell shocked that the odd looking key actually opened the door. I didn't waste time to stop and think about it. I ran into the main room of the cabin and into the kitchen, the only thing on my mind at the moment was those pills. I needed those pills! I tried to open the cabinets and was devastated to find them all locked, the fridge was locked, there wasn't even any water turned on. The bastard turned the water off. Everything was literally bolted or locked shut.
He had to have those pills somewhere. I looked toward the stairs leading to the second floor, the part of the cabin I had yet to explore yet. I ran up the stairs, two at a time. The quicker I found those pills the faster I can leave this cabin. I ran into the first room I came across, but stopped. The room was obviously the room Masky was using, but it lacked personal touches. All that was in the room was a perfectly made bed, a plain looking desk with a simple chair, and a single with black curtains that were drawn closed. The only reason I even knew it was Masky's room was because the closet door was open, revealing two of the same jackets, shirts and jeans, and a bat sitting in the corner, near the door.
Despite not seeing much in the room, I still practically turned the room upside down just to be sure that he did not have the pills hidden somewhere in it. I had to pause slightly when my head was overcome with white noise and static. Breathing through it I stomped out of the room, grabbing the bat on my way to another room. The other rooms seemed to be bedrooms, all in the same design as Masky's, only not occupied. So far neither held the pills. It was when I was searching the second to last room on the second floor, did I hear the front door o the cabin open and close. 'Oh, no! He's back!' I gulped. I closed the door to the room I was in, biting the inside of my jaw, as I tried to stay silent as white noised and static erupted in my head. It did not escape my attention this time that they were reoccurring more closer together now, and that worried me. My first response was to tiptoe to the one window that seemed to be in every one, and try to open it, and silently cursed when it refused to open.
I could hear Masky walk around the main area of the cabin, and my grip tightened on the bat, as I held it at the ready, when I heard the stairs creak, signaling he was coming up stairs, where I was trapped. I listened as he first stopped at the first room; his room, and slowly made his way to each room, and I just knew from the slight pause at each room, he was looking in them; looking for me.
I positioned myself so I would have a clear aim at his face, when he finally got to my room. He finally stepped in front of the room door, the shadows of his boots, blocking the light on the other side. I tensed, I felt like a batter, in the Major Leagues, and this swing would determine, the outcome. Slowly the doorknob turned, and after a beat, the door slammed open. At that some moment I swung the bat with as much force I could manage. Only he was ready for it. Masky grunted slightly as his hand grabbed the bat, stopping it fro hitting its target.
I tried to yank it from his grip, as he kept a solid grip on it. His emotionless mask staring right at me, as we had a tug of war with the bat. Masky was strong, and I had to use every muscle within my body and arms to not let go of my only weapon. Seeing, I wasn't going to give up on my struggle Masky, turned his body, so that I was pulled from the room and slammed on the opposite wall, pushing the bat close to my throat with his weight. I had to fight to ignore the white noise and static that brought pain, and not allow him to get me trapped. I pushed back, the bat still pushed up close to my neck, I starred at the soulless eyes of the mask, as I kneed him. A satisfying grunt of pain escaped from underneath the mask, as his grip slacked enough for me to shove him away and into the room I was just in.
Masky fell onto his back and curled slightly in on himself. It might have been a sissy move, but it worked. I was about to run for the stairs, when I noticed a pill bottle had slipped from Masky's pocket. 'That bastard had them with him the whole time.' I cursed. That also meant he had anticipated at least one of us: Alexis or me to escape the basement. Against my gut telling me to forget the pills and run, I went to scoop the bottle up, shaking it to make sure there was some in it. I startled, when I noticed Masky, getting to his feet, he was radiating anger, I could practically see it rolling of him. "Oh, I'm so dead…." I mumbled, dashing for the stairs.
Masky wasted no time catching up, grabbing my shoulder, just as I was at the top of the stairs, I dropped the bottle of pills down the stairs, so I could use both hands to grip the bat as I turned around swinging the bat, nailing him on his shoulder, as he once again grabbed the bat with his free hand. We were once again in a tug of war with the bat. "Let go!" I growled, in frustration Forgetting that I was standing seriously close to the edge of the stairs.
I heard him grunt in annoyance, and then changed from trying to yank the bat from my grip to pushed me backwards, and held the bat with one hand, he punch me in the jaw with is free hand. The force of his punch stunned me, and my grip on the bat loosened and I found myself falling backwards. Everything seemed to go in slow motion, as I tumbled down the stairs, my cracking up against hard wood on my way down. I landed face first on the floor at the bottom of the stairs, when I opened my eyes, I was afraid to know I had hit my head hard enough that I was seeing double.
I tried getting, but it seemed that with my head a swimming and doubled vision, my body didn't want to move. I literally fell back down onto the floor when I tried.
TBC
A/N: Hello all you Awesome Readers and fellow Creepypasta fans! I hope this story is meeting all of your expectations. :) Remember to follow, favorite, and leave a comment. Thank you :)
