"Um....who are you?"
"You can call me Jack."
"What are you doing here?"
"Very questionative. I'm here because of you."
"Wait. Why me?"
"Because my 'boss' told me to keep an eye on you," he laughed st his pun, of which, I did not understand at the time. "Anyways, he told me to bring you to him. Get you out of here before you get caught. We know where you're sister is." I have known I had a sister, my mom had told me it was a half sister my dad had with his wife at the time. They were together until my sister had mysteriously died. A few months after that, her uncle and my father's brother had been murdered. The same day, my father committed suicide.
"What are you talking about, she's dead!"
"Now don't start yelling. She is dead, but let's just say, she isn't in heaven or hell. She is what you could call a 'poltergeist'."
"So, your saying-"
"She kill y'all's uncle. He raped and killed her. So she got revenge, that day, your dad was there, and, she went upstairs to see him. He had hung himself. We helped her kill her uncle."
"Um...Who is we?"
"The 'creepypastas', is what we're called. You know: Jeffy, I mean Jeff the Killer, Slenderman. They're the most famous of us. You could come with us. There is a lot of us. And you would fit right in. You'd see your sister! Come with me."
"No. For one thing, I'm not going to go with a complete stranger who tells me I call interact with my dead sister, who still, apparently, haunts. For another, you're telling me that you would be taking me to a place where there is killers. And you're most likely one pof them. And you expect me to come with you? Ya, right."
"I have to follow you, even of you don't come with me. And I do not kill! I just eat the kidneys and let the people live, do you here other people do that? You would have a better chance of living with me around than you would Jeff coming to bring you to Slendy. You might as well let me help you out of here at least."
"Whatever. But this doesn't mean I have to come with you to 'Slendy'? Does it?"
"Nope."
"Then come on."
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Shyanne {a Shyanne creepypasta origin.}
RandomAlex Kirby isn't like anyone else. She has a voice inside her head. It tells her to do things, and she listens. Life isn't easy, but it is easy to escape, and that is exactly what she does. [Not all information about immortality or creepypasta will...