Nightmare's pov
After Slendy and I laid down, I fell into a world of darkness. After a while I drempt of my worst, and deepest fears.
Night's Dreamworld....
It was dark and I was lying on this...stone torture table? I was chained down, and cuffs held my hands, and feet against the table. I was wearing my black jeans, only, they were ripped and torn to shit and back. My bright orange tank top was covered, and caked in blood and mud, and it was too, torn the shreads. I struggled to get out, and luckily the chaon that held me down where rusted and old. They broke pretty easily, and I slipped of the stone table.
My ankles and wrists were sore, and a red line circled my wrists and ankles. As I stood, pain shot through my calves and thighs. I looked down and saw huge slashed covering my body, fresh blood still leaking from them. I looked around, and saw a small light and the end of what seed like a corridor.
I limped down the corridor, and pain kept tearing through my body. Once I reached the light I realized it was a torch just next to an open doorway. I leaned around the door frame to look inside.
Candles lit the room, and shadows danced across the walls. The lights the candles immited flickered violently. Then,I saw it, or rather him. Slender. He was bruised, bloodied, and scarred. Black blood leaked from his wounds, and it destroyed me to see him like this.
I was about to run to him when a woman appeared holding a small girl by the back collar of her shirt. Slender looked up then started thrashing around.
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SLENDERBONE (Continuing)
FanficHe found me years ago. He prevented me from killing myself. I found him again three years later, but at what cost. Does he really care for me that much? I finally find someone else who care, and get my own family. But when a special day is ruined, I...
