Slender Woods

Testing Skill

:Volt's POV:
Toby shown me his hatchets, though to admit it, I was not that amazed. Hatchets are hatchets, a toaster is a toaster, a gelatinous cube is a gelatinous cube.* The rest of the week was alright too, Kat told me of her scenario, and Toby has been clearing up a lot of my questions about the house. Personally, I have come to like him. He is liked by others around the house, so less people are becoming my enemies (but not Masky, who happens to dislike Toby too,) and since he is a proxy, he can do some things others couldn't. Sometime, I would watch him do crazy stuff, like run through fire or get tackled by Masky or whatnot, and still be surprised he returned in one piece.

There is only one problem: everyone else at one point went on a killing spree, except pastas who are not killers, of course, but Kat and I aren't allowed yet. Why? I thought about it again, as I heard of what Sally did. A little girl is allowed to slaughter, but I'm not...

"Get up."

I groan to prove I'm awake, and somehow, I forgot that I fell asleep.

"Get up, today is going to be an.... interesting day.."

My eyes flutter open. The next couple minutes were of me screaming a whole lot of shit, like

"What the f**k, why are you in my windowsill, can't you use the door? And how did you get up here? Why you, you of all the damn people in this house, have to wake me up? Are you f**king serious?"

Masky stayed in the windowsill, and obviously did not change expression. Nor did he retaliate.

"Oh," more of my sarcasm. "So your playing the silent game? Alright then, lead me where ever, but though the door."

Then I stay silent and stare at him, the large, black eyes, penciled on eyebrows, and the rest of his mask. Perhaps if I kept staring, and he stayed still, I could see his eyes through his eyeholes? I do have glowing eyes myself.

And he moves. He jumps down from the windowsill silently, and walked to the door. I follow him out, and he walks all the way up the stairs to Slenderman's office. Slenderman looks up from his paperwork, then asks Masky about what he did.

"Masky," he said, "did you explain what Volt would be doing today?"

"No, sir, he was playing dumb with me, so I stayed quiet."

"Masky..."

"I'm sorry, sir, and I won't do it again."

My god, I can't get over how funny he sounds. He talks like a soldier. Masky left after that, leaving Slender and I alone.

"Now, child, today you would be presenting to us your style of slaughter, so we could judge if you would be better on sprees or observing. I know, you might be confused, for I have most definitely watched you kill before, but this is for the others to judge, as well as seeing how well you are with other weapons and physical combat. Do you understand?"

"Yeah, but, didn't I already get my physical from Dr.Smiley and ANN?"

Slenderman facepalmed, then said kinda darkly
"Volt, don't you play dumb with me. I know you were once the most intelligent child in your school."

"Wait," I interupted."Now how much do you know about me?"

"More than you may know, I have been watching your entire school for five years!" He leans in closer to me.
"So watch your tougue, Seth Barnson."

Not mouthing off at Slenderman anymore, so I'm going to run off to the front lawn, where I'm supposed to go. Since I'll be fighting, I brought my whip, along with a roll of copper wire, and a large battery, just in case (and don't worry, the battery was not that heavy...) Despite my preparations, I still worry.