The Calling

So I know I said depending on reviews is how many Chpts I will post but now I'm just thinking screw it. Read it if you want if you don't want to then ignore it, but I will keep posting as much as I want lol. I do not own Slender.

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The next 48 hours of my life could only be described as a living hell, noises haunted my sleep and during the day feelings of always being watched and followed made me paranoid. It was like being trapped in a fish bowl with no where to go, except in this case I couldn't see who was watching me. I decided to make a trip to the town a few miles up the road, maybe I would feel better if I just go out of the house today. I grabbed a small backpack, made a few sandwiches, packed a few bottles of water and a pair of binoculars, grabbed my rifle, and headed out the door. It was a slightly darker looking day, possible rain later on, but I didn't really care. I just needed to get out. As I walked down the road I thought about the dream I had last night, it had been about the time my family had visited my Uncle in the cabin and we had gone down to the lake to swim, I used to be afraid of the water so my dad had taught me how to swim. I smiled at the memory but frowned as the rest of the dream came flooding back, a younger me was swimming in the lake shakily as my father cheered but then it grew quiet. I looked back to see my dad but there was nothing behind me except shadows, I tried to go back but it led me nowhere and by this time the sky had turned am ugly grey color. I began to panick and thrash around, sinking slightly from the movement, and I noticed the water begin to turn a black tar like color. I screamed as 5 black tentacles shot up from the water and wrapped around my body like boa constrictors, making it hard to breath, and they began to drag me under. At that point in the dream I had woken up and I was severely shaken, having felt terror and finding it hard to catch my breath as I awoke. I had been sweating and half of my sheets were thrown off my bed...I didn't fall asleep again for the next 24 hours. I shook my head to clear the memory and looked ahead at the sign to the town, 'Winterport, 1 1/2 miles'. It may have seemed like a bit of a walk to others, but to me, this was like taking an afternoon stroll...to a cemetery more or less. I shrugged my pack higher up and took a small sip of my water, feeling a bit heated even though the sun wasn't out, and looked at the sky in hopes that the rain would wait until I got back.

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"Hmmmm, Twilight...lame. Eragon...yes." I sorted through the books of the bookstore and placed a few in my bag while returning the ones I had finished, others may not care but I figured if other people stopped in here maybe they'd want to read as well so it'd be best that I not take all the books. I had not forgotten about my plague but for now it was pushed to the back of my mind to the best of my ability, I didn't need to be distracted while I was in possibly hostile territory. I finished up at the bookstore and headed over to the good will to see if they had anything I could possibly salvage, yes I had been here before but that didn't mean I had gone through everything. I pushed open the door carefully ,so as not to make the small bell at the top ring, and I scanned the store before walking over to the shoe section to see if they had a few pairs in my size. I grumbled as there was mostly heels lined up but as I got farther down I saw a dark brown pair of boots almost identical to mine. I nearly jumped with joy but merely settled with putting them on and leaving my old boots there instead, didn't want to cause a big commotion now did I? All seemed calm as I walked outside seeing as the rain had yet to start but I nearly fired my weapon as a man came running around corner, "Hey-...wait a second, I know you! You're the one who wouldn't help my girlfriend and I!" I kept my weapon slightly raised in case he wanted to try anything, "Yeah, what of it?" "How can you just let two of your own kind try and fend for themselves? Because of you my girlfriend was bitten and I had to end it for her! How does that make you feel." I looked indifferently at the obviously riled up man and answered plain and simple, "I am sorry for your loss but it was no fault of mine, I am merely surviving and I don't want to be responsible for any other life than my own." He looked at me as if every word just entered one ear and exited through the other, I waited a moment before pushing past the man so I could head back to my home before a storm started up be he grabbed my shoulder roughly. I spun around and twisted his arm till it nearly snapped in half, "Touch me again and I'm going to be taking this arm off." As i let him drop to the ground he merely laughed and watched me walk off, I shuddered as I thought about how lost his mind must be at this point for him to act in such a state. Would I end up like that? No, I had enough will power to keep myself in check, I would not, will not, let myself get pushed to the brink of insanity. As these thoughts bounced around my mind I felt a tug as the wind started to pick up and I looked up to see some storm clouds rolling in, "Perfect, I still have about 2 miles to go...shit...shit." I tugged my coat around me a bit more and continued to walk, I may not have noticed on my way there but I had to pass the gravel path to get home. As I neared it I felt a weird sensation in my mind, like someone was calling me to go back. I shook my head shortly, wanting to rid any thought of going back into that dreadful tomb of a forest, but the feeling persisted. Even against my better judgment I stopped at the top of the gravel path and looked down into the forest, it seemed to taunt me and it looked darker than you would think. I closed my eyes and willed myself not to go but my body had other ideas, I took one step after another, slowly making my way down into the forest and, I'm guessing, back to the cabin. It seemed as if whatever I saw wanted me back here, probably to finish what was started...or worse...let me live in an endless nightmare of paranoid torment, always tracing back to this damned cabin. I don't know why or how but sometime after I started to walk I began to feel tired and the world before me began to blurr as my eyes tried to shut, my body kept moving but with a few more seconds my mind and subconscious had shut down and I was no longer aware of the world around me.

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I awoke to find myself just outside the cabin's door and it seemed like it was awfully dark, I was about to sit up when a few splashes of water hit my face. "Oh shit it's raining!" I sat up quickly but instantly regretted the action, my head was pounding and I began to hear an odd static like noise that became more intense with every passing second. I also noticed my bag was gone and as I tried to stand up and look around it began to rain harder, making me squint me eyes so I could try and see through the forest. But as soon as I turned to look behind me I instantly regretted the action as I saw him...the black suited faceless man from my dream. The static hurt me intensely as I looked at him so I looked away and began to run, of course not in any particular direction as it was dark, raining, and my head felt as if it was about to split open. I pushed past brush and stumbled around trees and I fought to stay ahead of this thing, and every time I looked back he seemed to get closer, and closer. I panicked and while I wasn't paying attention I slipped on a patch of mud and laded on my side, crying out in pain as my foot had caught on a tree root and twisted. "Oh my god no, I can not believe this is how I'm going to die." I tried to get up and run but when I turned back around and didn't see him I knew I made a big mistake. So, putting on my determined face I turned my head around slowly and stared at my doom, all 8 terrifying feet of it, and let the darkness take me.

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I groaned as I sat up but immediately my ankle protested and made me cry out a bit in pain, looking down I saw that it was now a gross blueish purple and it was swollen. I was about to pull up my pants leg and try to get a better look at it but I had to grab the sides of my head in pain as the static noise filled my head with painful shrills. "Ahhh what is this?!" But just as quickly as it started it stopped and I let my hands down slowly, finally remembering what had happened, i'm guessing, a few hours ago. Hearing that the storm was now raging outside, but this did not take my attention away from the fact that I was now in the cabin, and that the other half I was looking at was indeed black as night. I was about to try and move when a dangerously cold and venomous voice stopped me, "I would not move if I were you human, the consequences could be...quite fatal." I looked with a stone cold stare at the corner in which the voice had come from, not feeling at all surprised this time as I saw the blank faced man in a suit move out from it and stand a few feet away from me. "What the hell are you you freaky monster." He said nothing but a tentacle appeared from behind his back and wrapped around my ankle, making me whimper slightly as it applied pressure, "I, am going to be your doom young hunter. Yes, I am aware of how you prowl around during the day, killing the dead and turning away the living, and I must say you are quite cold." I tried to pry off the tentacle but I was held back by another and he bent his face towards mine dangerously, "So tell me, why is it that you show no fear when death looks you in the eye?" I stared back into his featureless face and grunted in pain as he attacked my mind with that horrible noise, "Because...what could be worse than living everyday to fear your own kind, dead or alive. Whether I die by your hand or theirs it doesn't make a difference." He seemed to contemplate this before moving back, never releasing the hold he had on me but he lessened the static in my mind, "Hmm, I suppose you are correct. Then would you like me to end it now? Why make you wait right?" I shrugged and stared curiously at where his mouth is when he speaks, "Sure, why the hell not. But why haven't you done it already? You had a chance when I first came down here almost a week ago." "I was, but there is something about you that had intrigued me. I also found that journal you write in, how strange that you write everything that goes on in there. Most humans that I kill nowadays are only worried about where they're going to get their next meal or where they are going to sleep. But why not you?" I chuckled a bit sarcastically and thinking about how cliche my situation was before I answered him, "Because...I've already lost everything that I could, the least I could do is enjoy the little happiness I've got left until I die instead of prolonging it." He didn't answer me but merely released me from his tentacles and stepped back a bit closer to the corner, he seemed as if he was thinking about something but I wasn't really concerned with it. Instead I eyed my rifle warily from where I was and thought of a way to move closer to get it, trying to scoot a bit so he wouldn't notice, but I guess I wasn't being as sneaky as I thought for he extended a slithery appendage and moved my rifle out of reach before smiling wolfishly. "Can't have you trying to shoot me now can we?" I grumbled and moved back to my spot before he stopped in front of me once more, "It seems I am going to let you live...for now. I am curious to see how you will interact more with your world now that you know I'm watching your every move." I felt my mouth hang open and before I could reply he was gone in the blink of an eye, leaving me sitting there and wondering what I had done to deserve this curse.

There we are, I felt pretty good about this one. I don't want Slender and Orella to have some connection right away, it has to start out as a mutual disliking lol. Leave me some reviews please every bit helps. ;)