Author's Note:

PASTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA~!

Yes, I've always wanted to say that. *evil smirk* I wuv Italy. He's so cute.

But more important matters...

We enter deeper into Slendy's Mansion. AND...we have a new Creepypasta OC. Along with a new visitor...ehehehehehehe...MWUAHAHAHAHAHAH!

Jeff: HEY! *points at me*
Me: *turns around* WTF? Who are you?
Jeff: ...no one you know of. *tackles her from chair*
Ben: *sneaks around* YAY! *runs up to computer* Computer! *types random formulas* Yes! I got in! Cameras are activated, Jeff!
Me: NUUU! You're not suppose to be-HEY! Give-me-my-glob-damn-KNIFE! *punch lands*
Jeff: *screams* MY EYE!
Ben: :O You shouldn't have done that.
Me: *runs as Jeffrey chases me* BELARUS! SAVE ME!

*awkward moment of silence*

Ben: *pulls out walkie talkie* ...Ok. Slendy. Cameras are activated as you stated.
Slendy: Good. *evil chuckle* Now, we-
Jeff: *girly scream* BEN! RUN! NOW! *grabs Ben as Belarus chases after them with a large knife*
Me: *walks back and sits in chair* Yeah, it was an awkward dream. Well. *claps hands together* Back to Business. Now...

As I was saying before I was tackled by Cutie Jeff...*cough cough*

We have a new OC Creepypasta member. And a new visitor as the mystery unravels, as the horrors seeps through your bones and-

Cesaire: Dude. Can we just get to the story?
Me: ...what the hell? What the!? You're in France! You can't tell me what to do in America!
Cesaire: ...France is right beside me...
Me: You touch me, France, I will scream bloody murder and skin you with my mom's awesomness.
Franec: ...you sound like Prussia. *weird smirk* ohonhonhonhonhonhon...my, aren't you a beauty?
Me: ...you didn't let me finish, pervert. Mom has an awesomeness of sharp kitchen knives. Don't make me skin you where it hurts most. *pulls out knife*
Pirate England: Can't you just type the bloody chapter already? *glares at me*
Me: Yes...*drools and dies of pure awesome sexiness*
Cesaire: ...I'm going away. *walks away*
France: And I'll take care of the story-OOF! *crouches* Ah...my Paris...
Pirate England: I'll take care of this. You go back to your own business. I have nothing better to do. *evil smirk that makes Pirate England fangirls faint* Wait. How do you use this blubbery?
America: Me and Japan can!
Japan: *blinks and stares at America* ...uh...okay?
Pirate England: ...I have better treasure to hunt than doing this, anyways. *walks away*
America: I'll come up with the scenes.
Japan: And I'll type them. *sits on chair and begins typing*
Romania: *appears out of nowhere* Rawr! :3
America: O-o
Japan: (:I
Me: ROMANIA HAS LIVED TO THE MODERN WORLD! IN YOUR FACE, EDWARD CULLEN!
America: ...who are you talking to? And aren't you dead?
Me: ...you don't want to know. Why did you let Stephanie Meyer into your country?! She disgraced vampires for eternity! Oh, and by the way, my family is immortal. So...I don't die.
America: ...HOW AM I SUPPOSE TO KNOW!?
Me: ...just kick her out to...I dunno, France?
Cesaire: NUUUUUU! SHE STAYS IN AMERICA!
Me: *hisses and hugs Romania* Don't worry my pretty gem, you'll be safe with me, and I will destroy any sparkling vampire that tries to destroy us.
Romania: ...someone help me.

...With Slenderman...

He was like a dog licking up water off a floor.

No. ...hmm...oh!

Like a thirsty cat sprawled across the floor, trying to get all the water off the floor. (...Ok you know what. Screw those bloody descriptions!)

He was like a zombie tearing out pieces of flesh from an animal. He was sprawled on the floor, his long, purple, slimy tongue dabbing/licking here and there, trying to get the blood off the floor. And lucky for him, his tongue swiped the spots clean, as if nothing was there in the first place.

His tentacles were going wild on his back, reaching here and there as if they were grabbing something, but it kept slipping out of their grasp. His head was a confusion of blood, wrinkles, lines and slime (hey, that rhymed!) as his tongue went everywhere where the blood was, and it stained his clothes, but he didn't notice. He was only worried about the blood as it still seeped through his clothes.

"Hey, Slendy." A man walked into the room and screamed like a girl. (wonder who it is...?) He wore a black tank top, black jeans and a pair of black converses.

Slendy suddenly stopped his actions and turned to see the man, his tentacles still wriggling like worms dug out the ground and thrown into a pan.

"What the hell are you doing here," he rasped in an evil, gutteral tone, "get...OUT!" he suddenly grabbed him by the legs with his tentacles and dragged him into the room.

"NO! Don't! I'm sorry!" the man screamed as Slenderman pulled him up to his Venom-like face.

"What are you sorry for?" he spat. "You entered without my permission!" He then got up and shook him.

"I just wanted to tell you that we have a new recruit! Ben let him in! Please don't kill me!" he whimpered, and covered his gray face as Slendy stopped shaking him, his suit now stained with spit and blood.

"...why shouldn't I?"

he dropped his arms and glared at him. "...because if you do...then I'll destroy Lady Patchwork."

Slenderman roared at the top of his lungs and flung him aside, a slender, white finger pointed at him. "Don't you dare touch her! She is ours! We created her, not you!"

He only laughed as his white Mohawk covered his bleeding face. "Hehe..." he looked up and laughed. "Oh, I touched her alright. And she's beautiful." (...damn, I just gave a dead giveaway. :p silly me. Well, someone requested it. Oh well. Sorry for the spoiler!)

Slenderman screeched so loudly it cracked the computer screens, and his tentacles grabbed him by his limbs and threatened to pull him apart. "You ungrateful bloody bastard!"

"Ha! I've been called worst." he shrugged and looked at the screens. "Hey...is that Mar-Mar? And she's in that twit's arms?!"

"Nobody cares. She'll be right after the dog," he growled through clenched teeth. "And after her, you'll be next!"

He hissed and spat in Slenderman's face, who hissed and threw him outside the door, which cracked under the sudden impact and splintered into large pieces of red wood.

"Just stay away from Patchy!"

"Didn't she tell you she didn't want to be called that?" the man with the white Mohawk sneered, getting up slowly, before grunting in pain.

"Get out of here, you dumbass. Or else..." he walked out slowly to tower highly over the slumping figure.

"Or else what? You'll kill me? Ha! Marcy-Bear already tried, and it didn't work. I'm immortal!" he laughed before coughing up blood.

"Oh, I won't kill you." Slenderman just chuckled and grabbed him by the collar of his tanktop. "Instead, I'll let Ben torture you. He knows how to kill and torture."

He laughed evilly and dragged him down the hall as he threw him into a room. "Enjoy the treatment." Slenderman growled and slammed the door.

"Pfft. He can't keep me in here." he sneered.

With Finn and the others...

As Jake stuffed his face with food, the others just stared at him in disbelief.

"Jake," Finn barely whispered, his face pale as the surroundings, "..b...be...be-behind you." he lifted a finger behind him.

Jake gobbled a cherry pie before turning around, screaming the highest scream anyone ever managed; behind him was a sickening spider that had stitches on its body, and two purple eyes that glared down at the dog. It hung upside down, and it hissed blue venom at him.

(to be specific, it's as if someone patched up a spider free-handed with different rags and sewn them together, the rags black, a pale orange and brown. You could imagine that, and the spider is...hmm...a foot big. P.S. I fucking hate spiders, but I love bats. Spiders, just stay away from me. And if any of them fly, I'm off this planet and going to Mars!)

Jake screamed and ran as far as he could, but the spider was much, much, MUCH faster than Marceline when she was flying at super speed.

It grabbed Jake by the arm and hoistened him up by its legs as Finn pushed Marceline to Marianne, and jumped as high as he could. "JAKE!" he shouted after him.

"Finn! Help me! I'm too beautiful to die!" he cried.

Finn reached his fingers outward and grabbed onto Jake's foot, now dangling a few feet off the ground.

"Jake! I'm not going to let you die!" he said, and climbed up to cut the spider web with his sword. But there was one teeny problem.

He couldn't. Why? He didn't know.

"Cut it Finn! Hurry!" Jake rushed him as the spider cackled evilly.

"Too late, boy. He's mine!" the spider hissed, and bit Finn on the hand. He screamed in pain as his hand suddenly turned purple and grew bigger until it looked like it was about to burst at any moment.

"Enjoy my little present." the spider said, and pulled Finn off with its spider legs.

"NO! JAAAAKE!" Finn screamed as the spider kicked Finn in the face, and Finn fell down to the others, who looked like ants, their voices barely heard.

Jake stretched his arm to Finn, but the spider bit his ear, causing Jake to scream and abruptly go unconscious, his long arm now dangling in the air. The spider only laughed and pulled Jake through a black portal in the ceiling as Finn only saw him grew smaller and smaller as he fell through the air.

"JAK-" crack!

Finn suddenly fell into darkness.

Back with Slenderman...

Jeff walked into the control room to see mostly everything trashed, except for the computer screens, which were just mostly cracked. {he can't blink, so...yeah. :( } Blood seeped through the blood and filled the room with its coppery scent, which made Jeffrey feel better, but he frowned because of the mess before him.

"...Slendy...?" he whispered as he tucked his knife into his pocket. He gulped and slowly walked into the room before a loud bang was heard, followed by yelling.

He only turned around to see nothing in the hallway.

"...Slenderman? Yo, Slendy, where are you? Come on, dude." he said, walking up to the computers. He saw nothing on any of them except for the hallways, and one of them where the group was in the White Box, as they called it, Finn laying in a pool of blood and the others surrounding him.

Well, there goes another one, he thought, But where the hell is Slendy?

He sighed and turned to see a figure behind him, and he jumped. "Oh, crap. Sam, it's you." he put his hand against his chest. "Don't sneak up on us like that."

Sam was the new recruit. He was only wearing black army camo pants, a gray shirt and black army boots, his matted black hair with gray streaks covering his deep ruby red eyes. His mouth was in a still line, since he hasn't said anything, or made any noise.

Jeff sighed. "Do you even talk?" he asked. "You been quiet ever since you walked in here."

Sam only shook his head.

Jeff stared at him. "Why not? Something drastic happened to you?"

Sam thought for a moment before he shrugged. "Mmm." (translation: Eh/Not really/I don't know)

"...was that a yes or a no?"

Sam shook his head. He then reached his arm out and pointed to Jeff's mouth. "...my...mouth?" he confusingly said.

He facepalmed and sighed. He pointed to Jeff's tongue. "...My tongue? What about it?"

Sam grabbed his own arm and made a cutting motion with Jeff's arm. "Ouch." he shivered. "Why?"

He shook his head.

"...you won't tell anyone about it?"

He shook his head again and gave a light shiver.

"...it was very traumatizing for you?"

He gave a small nod.

"Oh. Well, I'm sorry. Perhaps I could be your translator?" Jeff tilted his head to the side.

Sam thought for a moment before nodding happily.

"Alright. So, you know Slendy, right?"

Sam gave him a look that read: "Naw, I know the Easter Bunny dressed in black." he raised a hand to slap Jeff in the back of his head.

"Ouch! Ok, so you know him..." he grumbled.

"Mmm." Sam hummed impatiently.

"Jeff..." a voice suddenly rasped. He abruptly turned around to Sam, but saw the towering figure behind him, and screamed as loud as his vocal chords made him.

Sam turned around and blinked before running to the side.

"Oh my glob!I'm so sorry! Ididn'tmeantobreakyourvase!" Jeff said fast before falling to the ground. "Please don't kill me! Ben made me break the vase, not me, Your Darkness!"

Slenderman appeared before Jeff. "You did WHAT!?" he screeched, his tentacles looming shadows behind him.

"Uh..." he nervously chuckled and looked beside him. "Look. There's the new recruit. He doesn't talk because his tongue was cut off, so...that's Sam. Sam, this is Slendy, as you can see."

"Grrr...I'll deal with you later." he growled, and turned to Sam. "Hello," he said calmly, and bowed.

"Hey, Slendy!" a female, dark voice called.

The three turned to see Lady Patchwork coming in with blood around her mouth.

Sam's eyes widen while Jeff's mouth dropped open as Slendy cleared his throat. "Gentlemen, this is Lady Patchwork." he introduced.

She rolled her eyes at them. "Whatever."

"Apparently, she has attitude problems." Slendy muttered.

"Excuse me?! Shove that statement up your-"

"SO!" he cut her off, turning to Jeff. "Jeff, Sam will be your roommate."

Sam grunted while Jeff wiped the spit from the sides of his mouth. "But, where will she be sleeping?" Jeff asked. "Wait! She can sleep with us!" Sam quickly nodded in approval.

"...no." Slendy said sternly.

Jeff pouted suddenly. "But why? She d-doesn't mind? Do you?" he asked her frantically.

Lady only blinked at them. "...uh...not really. What person is man enough to walk up to me?"

Sam pointed to himself before Lady narrowed her eyes, and he dropped his arm in a sad attempt, a pout making its way to his face.

"Well, you know me! I'll always be man enough!" he smirked.

She laughed. "Since when have you been brave enough to see me?"

"...just now?" he said confusingly.

Before Lady was about to ramble on to something, Sam had made a gesturing noise.

"Yes, Sam?" Slenderman said, turning to him.

They all turned to Sam, only to see him jumping like crazy and his cheeks a tinted pink.

Slenderman raised an eyebrow in confusion. "What is it?" he asked, before turning to the computer screens. "Aw, shit."

Marianne's P.O.V.:

We were all shocked that Jake was gone. He was actually gone, and Finn was trying to save him...

But now, his best pal/brother was gone.

I held Marceline in my arms as I mourned for everyone that we lost so far, before a loud crack was heard. A sickening crack that made me wince.

I blinked out of my state of sadness and looked down to only scream in horror as Finn's head was surrounded by a dark pool of blood.

"FINN! WHAT HAPPENED!?" I cried.

Tom suddenly ran up to him and lifted his hand up to feel his pulse on his wrist, or whatever he was doing. He then gasped.

"What's wrong?" PB asked.

"...he's dead." Tom whispered.

I turned to Herny, who only stared at him with some weird look, as if he lost a family member or something, while Drake fell to his knees.

I sniffled and blinked. "H...H...h-h-how?" I stuttered.

"His head had hit the ground first from about 90 miles per hour as he was falling. Which, while falling, made his blood rush to his head-"

I turned away from the scene before me and began to hyperventilate nervously. Please make him stop, I thought with nausea.

"ENOUGH! I don't want to hear anymore!" PB sobbed. We all turned to see clear tears rolling down her cheeks as she sniffled. "Please...I can't stand this stuff..." she then fell to the ground, forming into a ball and crying.

I felt tears prick my eyes, and I couldn't help but sob too.

Mainly, while PB and Marianne cried, Marceline was still knocked out cold before Tom suddenly twitched violently. "Error! Error!" he screamed, his face making glitches of emotions: happy, sad, mad, angry, horror, etc., etc.

Henry gasped and ran up to him as Drake went to go comfort PB and Marianne. "Tom! Tom! What's wrong?" he asked, shaking the glitching robot.

"Error!" Tom continued, "Error!"

"What is it?!" Henry screamed.

Tom suddenly stopped and stared at Henry and said in a monotonic voice: "Malfunction. The system will now shut down. Good bye."

"...What?"

Tom must be kidding. Right?

Right?

Apparently, it didn't seem so as a draining noise was heard as Tom shut down, and Henry only held the robot in his arms as he was about to fall.

"...Tom? Tom, can you hear me?" He whispered.

Nothing.

"...Tom?"

Still nothing.

Henry only blinked and set the robot down on the ground with a sigh as he looked all around him and examined the area.

Jake was gone.

Finn was dead.

Marceline was still out cold.

Marianne was sobbing.

PB was hysterically crying as Drake tried to calm her down, to no effort of trying.

Rex and BMO were nowhere to be seen. Well, isn't that just great?

Was Henry the only sane one in this situation?

Henry shook his head as he got up and went to the table, and saw a note on a silver plate. He confusingly blinked and picked the note up and read it.

Hidden Note 3: You don't deserve to be free!

Hello Jake. We hope you enjoy what you have on your plate, before it's too late.

Once your brother tells you to look, it will be the last thing you want on your hook, but you can't crush it with a book. (like you normally do)

As you enjoy dinner, dessert and the unexpected guests, we hope your food is the best.

That is all, and we hope you enjoy your night, for it will be the biggest fright of your life of light.

After that, friends will mourn for you, but what you don't know is that we have someone new. They can't wait to see you, too.

This may seem a game as the deaths are real, but please, do enjoy the delicious meal for your own appeal.

With love from your host, Slendy the Evil Ghost.

Henry blinked at the note. It was written in a scribbly handwriting, but still readable.

He didn't understand until he realized what had happened to Jake.

But...why in riddles? He hates riddles. But...is this really a game? But the deaths are real, along with everything else.

It felt like he was in a horror movie instead of a game. Kinda like in a Saw movie. (those that watched it) But they weren't killing each other, were they?

He only folded up the note and stuffed it in his back pocket, only to hear sobbing from under the table.

Henry suddenly looked to only see Rex rocking back and forth while BMO cried in his arms. They both seemed horrified and scared out of their wits, and that just made Henry feel bad for them.

He sighed and sat up, looking all around the room before his stomach growled.

"I can't be hungry now," he whispered to himself, and look at the delicious feast the table held, food still warm and red/white wine in glasses.

He blinked as he saw that everything at the table seemed normal, except for one spot which was Jake's messy eating, but everything else seemed fine.

"...I guess one plate couldn't hurt..." Henry grumbled and sat at the table, everything soon forgotten as he grabbed a plate of mashed potatoes.

Hey guys, it's me, Whitey here!

Apparently, my mom got me a couple things, and I wuv her. You're da best, Mom! :D

One, she got me some more books, and then a COMPUTER!

I squealed as I jumped around, because I went to my friends house to hang out on Friday night and Saturday. We had fun. :3 Although one of my friends were crazy, like off-the-hook-and-drunk crazy.

So...now, I can type again! So, no more breaks unless I say so! :D Now we can have more chapters! Whoo-Hoo!

Also, I can have my own background of the Nordics from Hetalia! They're awesome.

Allied Forces vs Nordics

Who would win? I choose Nordics because one: two or three of the Nordics were VIKINGS. Two: Norway has a troll (No, not the trollers we have, like a troll from a storybook) Three: Denmark has a huge axe. Four, Sweden just scares everyone by his awesome stare. Five, Norway knows magic. So...hmmph! Allied powers will lose. And I'm not sure about Iceland and Finland... :i (Need to do more research.)

Now, for the Allies...

One: America has an alien named Tony, which I don't know what Tony does. Two: China has a wok as his defense. :i Three: Russia is scary to people as it is, but Sweden Vs. Russia will be a tie. That's all I can say. Also, Russia has a pipe, so...eh? Four: France has nothing. He's a pervert. Five: England does magic, but I dunno about that. Six: if Canada's involved, then we have different points.

Well, enough of my blabbering. After this, I'll try to work on the Will You Take Me chapter, because I totally forgot about it all. T-T You have every right to be mad at me. *sniffs* I understand.

Well, that's all folks! See ya next chapter!