~England~
"You bloody wanker! No, you're not allowed to touch the computer! You broke the last one!"
"But I just wanna show you a TOTALLY FREAKING AWESOME GAME!"
"Fine, America, but if you break the screen on this computer I swear I will-"
"I won't, I won't, sheesh!"
America downloaded Slender on the new computer, and gave England a pair of headphones. 'Aw man, he's so gonna freak out! This is gonna be so hilarious! Watch, he's not gonna be able to sleep for months!' America thought to himself, stifling a laugh.
"There are directions an controls and stuff like that in the folder if you click the icon!" America said, and he left the room.
"Bloody git," England thought to himself. He looked at the controls and then clicked play.
He spawned in a dark, forest; the only sound was the wind in the trees, and the only light came from a dim flashlight. The pressed "w" to move forward as "Collect all 8 Pages" flashed across the screen in white text. "What's a page? Stupid American game! And is this supposed to be scary?" England thought. He continued along the obvious path until he came across a large, red object sticking out of the ground. England sighed and circled around the object, not knowing what else to do. He eventually came across a piece of paper, and he clicked. A steady boom raged in his ears. "BLOODY HELL! That's loud!" He yelled, turning the volume down slightly. "Is there anything else on this thing?" he thought, and made a 360 degree turn around the object. He found nothing and traveled down the path again.
It wasn't until he came upon a fence that he realized he'd gone back down the way he came. He shook his head and turned around, the boom still pounding in his ear through the headphones. He decided to follow the path the opposite direction he had originally, and he this time he found a small clearing with a large tree in the middle. "Let me guess, another stupid piece of paper. What use are the stupid things, anyway?" He circled around the tree the way he'd circled around the red thing, and found another page stuck to it. Clicking again, "2/8 Pages Collected" flashed across the top of the screen in that same white text.
The Brit continued down the path and eventually came across a truck and small shed behind it. "Another page is probably around here somewhere," England thought and walked around the truck first, finding nothing. With a slightly annoyed frown, he walked onward a few feet to the shed, where he found a page on the back wall. He clicked. "3/8 Pages Collected" flashed across the screen, but with it came a strange, ominous sound. "What? Is that supposed to be scary?" England thought with a laugh. He continued on his way down the path, and he noticed that either a mist was gathering in the forest or his flashlight was becoming dimmer. He shrugged this off, however. "As long as I can see I really don't care."
He approached a large, dark, tunnel, which had a page on the side of it. He grabbed it quickly before entering the tunnel. However, as he entered the tunnel, he noticed a figure looming near the exit. As he got closer, static formed on the screen. "Okay..." Britain said, and he turned around. "I don't know what that was all about..." He went back where he came from, and then decided that it was probable that the figure was gone. He was right, but once he went through tunnel, he found the same figure around a group of rocks. He got closer to it this time, and noticed it was a man without a face in a dark suit. "Is that the big scary monster trying to kill me?" he thought sarcastically. He smirked as he turned away from the man again. "So all I have to do is avoid him while collecting the pages."
He walked away from the rocks, and then decided to return to check for a page once he thought the man was gone. He turned confidently, but to England's shock, the man was standing right behind him.
He yelled out in surprise, and then realized he'd lost the game when the screen went black.
"Game Over. 4/8 Pages Collected."
"That was... odd. Oh well," England thought. "I don't see what America was all worked up about."
He exited the room to see America laughing his head off.
"DUDE! You're not gonna be able to sleep for months!" He laughed, rolling on the floor.
"Get up, you wanker, that wasn't even the slightest bit scary you git!" England stormed from the room angrily. "Stupid idiot," he thought. "I bet I could scare old frog face with that though..."