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Chapter 2: First Victim

Song: Nightcore - Slenderman

Delirious' POV

Evan and I walked up on the porch to the Mansion. I took a deep breath and slowly opened the doors. A wall of cold air and  dust hit me as soon as I stepped inside. I heard Evan start coughing from behind me, I looked at him over my shoulder, "You alright?" I asked, he took one last cough and smiled at me. "I'm fine." He replied. I nodded and we looked around the house, we were in a living room of some sort. There was stairs that lead to the basement and upstairs, I chickened out and walked around the living room. Trashing the whole place, trying to find a stupid note. 

'He looks peaceful.'

What? "Delirious." Evan whispered, I turned around and looked at him. He was by a small closest with the door opened. I walked over to him and just stared at the closest, nothing was inside it. "What about it?" I asked looking at him. He quietly chuckled, "We can hide in here when 'Slender' comes." I nodded slowly and walked back to the couches, looking for a page. Evan was walking around the house, looking for a page. But no luck. "God.." I said, mostly to myself and sat on the couch I was digging through. Evan came out of no where and sat down next to me, I looked at him, "No luck either, huh?" He sighed, which basically answered my question.

It was silent between us for a few minutes, all you could hear was our breathing. I felt nervous deep inside being next to him, alone. I guess my feelings for him are doing this. I've been in love with Evan for the past year, but I've never had the courage to tell him. Besides, this isn't the place or time to confess or start thinking abou-

"Player Moo Snuckel has found the first page."

Evan and I jumped up out of our seats to the sound of his voice. Moo found a page? Wait.. Moo found a page. I looked at Evan and he was staring out the window, he looked scared all of a sudden. I followed his eyes to where he was looking at. Brock and Marcel were running towards Tyler and Craig, Brock holding a page in his hand. Screaming. I looked behind him and he was, Slender. A tall man in a black suit, red tie, white shirt and no mouth, eyes and facial features. He had no hair, has normal-looking bare hands, albeit with fingers longer and bonier than a typical human who was 6 to 15 feel tall. He shaped his arms into tentacles and looked right at mine and Evan's direction.

I felt Evan immediately took my hand and pulled me away from the window. He opened the closest door and went inside, he sat down and pulled me onto his lap with me closing the doors. It was dark but I could still see a bit. I was still holding onto Evan's hand, not even thinking about letting go. You could hear screaming of our friends and footsteps run by us. I felt my heart start to speed up and my head started to ache. I looked at Evan who was staring right at me, I started to shake at the sounds of our friends screaming louder and more. Evan wrapped his arms around me and pulled me close, "Delirious, it's okay.." He whispered.

Then the noises stopped and the deep voice reappeared.

"Player Moo Snuckel has died."

"No.. way.." I said, opening up the doors. Evan didn't say anything, when I looked at him for a slpit second he just had his eyes closed. Like he was trying his best not to break out in tears. I crawled out of the closest and stood up. At the corner of my eye I seen Tyler holding Craig by the stair case, Craig was crying and Tyler was whispering stuff in his ear. Evan got up out of his spot and started walking around. At that moment Lui bursted through the doors with David behind him comfronting a shaken Marcel.

Evan and I walked over to them, Marcel was holding a peice of paper. Marcel looked at me and headed the paper to me, "Moo.. found it." He said walking to the couch, holding his arms. I looked at everyone and then the paper.  'Don't look . . . or it takes you.' Was written on it with captail letters and at the bottom right cornor was a drawing of stick figure Slender. I closed my eyes and gave the paper to Evan and walked away from everyone.

I went outside and sat on the stairs while the others talked. Moo is gone? Was it because he picked up the page or was it because he stared at the damn monster for too long? I sighed and looked up to the night sky. What are we gonna do now? I heard footsteps behind me and a figure sat down next to me, I didn't bother to see who it was. 

"I fucking hate this game." It was Marcel.

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Now.. thinking about it. This story might have a lot short chapters and the story might be short itself. But thank you guys for reading vuv