*Jeff*
Nobody came. Nobody crashed through the door. I was so scared, sweaty, shaking and crying. "Why...why...why am I so fucked up" I uncovered my head to look around. I wasn't in our room. I was in a bed, In a lake, a lake that was black. I scooped up some of the...sludge. Out of the lake. Where the hell am I. All of a sudden, something red wrapped around my ankle and dragged me under the thick sludge. I struggled to breathe and see. All I could feel was stuff pulling on my arms. Suddenly it all stopped. A path in the sludge cleared, there was a light. I swam towards it. When I got closer I could hear whispers. "Freak" "creep" "loser" all the names people used to call me. No. It was all flooding back. That night. Liu. No. No. NO! I screamed loud, so loud the sludge filled my mouth and lungs. I sprung up out of bed, fell to the ground and gasped for hair. "Jeff!" I heard muffled voices everywhere. I couldn't see. I felt the ground meet my face, then everything went dark.
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A Killers Weakness
Romansawhat will happen when Jeff bumps into The Slenderman in the Slender Woods after a long day of hunting helpless victims. will slendy let him loose? or something more?
