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I'm terrified honestly... I don't think I did really well with this chapter and I'm a bit disappointed in myself. : But still, if you guys like it then that's all that matters, right?

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It was like watching a movie, having an out of body experience. I was watching myself watch the CPS people take Rosemary away, still feeling the anger that my nine year old self felt. I watched as I left my house and followed after the car. How the hell I managed to do it is still beyond me, but I found the car parked in front of an odd looking building. No windows. No address numbers or anything. Shouldn't they have seen that? Or suspected something? No, they just took a screaming three year old into the building anyways.

I saw myself dart to the building, getting inside just behind the agents and not getting caught, and hiding behind some upholstery. I remember feeling fear bubble up in me at the creepy feeling of the place. The receptionist lady wore a huge, bright orange afro wig. Her face painted completely white with an obnoxious red around her lips and a small tear shape under her right eye. The agents put Rosemary down as another clown dressed person came from the large double doors to my left, picking up my little sister who wailed and called my name over and over.

As soon as the agents left, the clown people got weird. They brought out a gurney that had shackles and one of the new ones brought out a syringe. My little sister screeched in terror and that's when my body reacted on its own, darting forward and yelling at the people to let her go.

They just laughed.

They laughed and one of them grabbed me, jabbing me in the neck with a needle as I blacked out.

The memory jumped to when I woke in a cell of sorts. I was laying on the cold, metal floor, groggy and raised a hand to my neck, wincing slightly. Then I remembered Rosemary and the clowns. I shot up, looking around. There was nothing. Nothing in the room. I saw where the door way and tried to get out, but it was impossible. It didn't even have a handle on the side I was on. I flinched as I heard screaming and sobbing coming from all directions, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand on end.

Where was I?

And where was my sister?

I heard the door click, as if something on the other side was turning the handle. Adrenaline rushed through me as I darted behind the door, watching carefully. I heard the small chuckling coming from whoever entered. There was a cart with an arrangement of tools. Dirty tools, still covered in dried blood. I swallowed and watched as the clown entered the room, dressed the same as the others.

They seemed a bit confused about where I was and I took that chance, grabbing a scalpel off the cart with a dull clang. They turned and I remember quickly slashing the scalpel and watching it cut through the tissue of the clown's throat. Black blood bubbled from the wound as they grasped their throat in shock and I wasted no time. I darted out of the room, blade in hand.

I had to find my sister.

I had to find Rosemary!

Where was my sister?!

Suddenly a very loud shriek followed by my name rang through the air, causing me to jolt in the direction of the call. My heart was thumping wildly in my chest as I drew near to the room, seeing the door slightly ajar.

I kicked the door open and my eyes widened.

In the middle of the room, two clowns were holding my sister above a buzz saw, ready to cut her in two. I screamed at them and launched myself at them, causing them to stumble back and drop my sister. Thank god she didn't hit the saw and dropped safely to the ground. I went to grab her when one of the other clowns grabbed me and began laughing maniacally, trying to wrestle the scalpel from my grip. I fought against them and growled, maneuvering myself to bite their wrist. Oil-like blood seeped into my mouth and I gagged, spitting it out as they shrieked in pain. On the other side of the table, one reached for me and pulled me back, my shoulder hitting the buzzing saw and I screamed, feeling the blade cut through tissue and grinding against bone. I used all my might to fling myself forward, the clown hitting their face on the saw and shrieking in pain.

I grabbed Rosemary and began running. Trying to find an exit. We needed to get out of there.

Then the alarm sounded.

Rosemary clung to me as she cried while I dragged her through the halls until I found a stairwell. We quickly entered and began rushing down, trying to find the first floor to exit the building.

4… 3…2… finally floor one.

I was tired. Dizzy from losing a lot of blood, but I pushed on. Somehow I kept going as I dragged Rosemary through more halls to find the exit.

I remembered her pointing to a set of double doors with a red plus sign painted on it. The sign of a hospital, at least. I wasn't sure, but we entered despite that.

I wish we hadn't.

So many bodies of children. Hanging from the ceiling and looking down at us with dead eyes. Rosemary screamed as I grabbed her hand and ran again. They were fueling some… monstrosity… with the blood of those children. Their pain and suffering…

We ran and ran until we were in a sort of sewer tunnel. I could hear the sound of footsteps behind us, almost like thunder. Rosemary was getting tired, but I pushed her onwards.

A ladder was at the end, leading up to what seemed to be a manhole. An exit. Finally. I nearly cried until I heard laughter echoing behind us. I pushed Rosemary in front of me, urging her up the latter.

We were almost there.

I could hear them right behind us.

I could feel myself getting weaker by the moment.

Then Rosemary said she couldn't lift the cover.

I climbed quickly, pushing on the cover with whatever strength I had left, feeling it budge. I kept pushing until a stinging pain hit my ankles and I screamed. Looking down, my Achilles tendon was cut on both ankles and one of the clowns was grinning at me with a scalpel. I screamed again and used my foot to kick at them, hitting them in the face and feeling my foot erupt in pain. I rushed Rosemary out of the hole, pushing us both out as the laughter became closer.

I grabbed the cover and pulled, wincing and tearing up in pain as I closed the cover over the hole, ending the nightmare.

I walked with my sister to the hospital, which luckily was only a minute or two away.

I stepped through the emergency room doors, saying that my sister needed help before everything went black once more.


I blinked rapidly, feeling tears on my face as Slender released me. I stumbled back, catching myself on the wall before sliding down and holding my head. I heard footsteps as my aunt and mom rushed over to me, but out of reflex I pushed them away roughly.

"W-What did you do?" My mother asked.

"…I took a look at her memories." Slender replied quietly. "…Your daughter… she's a very strong willed human…" I managed to look up after a few moments, rubbing a temple.

"Her memories?" My aunt echoed. "What do you mean? Are you talking about the kidnapping?"

"Yes." Slender replied as he turned to us. "And she should not have survived. Neither her nor her sister should be here." My mother gaped at the Tall Man in shock.

"What?" She nearly yelled.

"They should not be alive." He repeated. "The place they were in… it is a hell on earth. No one can find it because it is the one that finds people. It's a miracle Rosemary and Allison both survived." I took in a ragged breath, clearing my thoughts as my mind automatically blocked out the memories again. I could feel pain in my shoulder and heels, as if the scars were remembering what happened as well and I shook it off.

"Dude," I muttered. "Stay the fuck out of my head, okay?"

"What do you mean, 'that place'? What place?" My mom pressed and I groaned.

"Mom, stop." I said. "Don't… don't talk about it. It's over, it's gone. Leave it alone." The three turned towards me as I stood on shaky feet.

"Allie-" My aunt started as she tried to help me, but I pushed her away.

"I got it." I ground out. "I'm going up to my room and I'm going to fucking sleep. Leave me alone." I started for the stairs, heading for my comfortable bed to hopefully fall into a dreamless sleep.


So...? What'd you guys think? I think it could've been better... but that's what I always think.

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