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                 We all slowly got out stuff and walked off the bus. All our hearts were podding. Hands shaking. Nobody knows if they're going to make it out alive. We all followed Nathan to the place. Virus was in the back making sure no one would make a run for it. But someone wanted to test their speed and luck. Hunter boy dropped all his stuff making sure he had less weight on himself. He sprinted through the wooded area.

"Nathan, stop and watch them, Charlie decided to run for it!" Virus called running after him.

"I knew it was going to be him first, Virus owes me five bucks." He whispered the last bit to himself. In no time the two came out. Virus came back unchanged. However, Charlie came back with many cuts and bruises along his face, and legs.

"See what happens if you run off?" Virus looking at Charlie laughing to himself. Charlie got back in the line slowly. Picking back up his one bag of clothes. Slowly and finally, we started walking the path again. Were those cuts made from running or were they made by Virus? Fear up stuck me. The air felt like everyone was on edge now. Wondering to myself if anyone else would try and run off. Besides the unknown of what is going to happen. The walk was peaceful. However, it didn't take long before we arrived at the campfire we saw before. With the sun setting on us. The wind decided to pay a visit to us. Sending chills down my arms. The campfire was lit hoping it will be about to bring warmth to all of us. My jacket was bringing me little to no warmth with the heavy wind. Around the campfire were benches luckily big enough to fix all of the campers.

"Seat down," Nathan commanded.

Along the other side of the fire was a group of people. Behind that group of people was something else. Immersing from the darkness of night came out a man, tall, and slender. Pale as paper. No faces. Like the one in my dream. Nathan and Virus joined them. For a little bit there was silence among all of us. The silence was ringing in my ears.

"Welcome to our camp. My name is Slenderman. Like in the note you have received, you will be given a coach. For those who are wondering what a proxy is. Proxies are people who kill in the name of me. Only two will make it out of this camp being a proxy. The rest of everyone DEAD" A static voice intro. No one questioned the voice. Who was saying that? There was no one opening their mouths to say anything. Was it the slender creation? Did he say only two people will survive? Kill? For him!

"I wanted to tell you that this is going to work. First, we will pair you with your leaders. Second, I want to introduce to our staff that you may meet or need here and there." The static got louder. Stronger. Starting to give me a headache just listening to him. Should this be happening to me?

As he was about to continue a thump was heard at the end of the bench. I leaned front and looked to my right to find Charlie passed out on the ground. Guessing it was from the loud, growing static. Or was he just scared shitless.

"Speaking of the devil. Eyeless jack will be our med." He leaned down to Eyeless Jack and whispered something to him. Eyeless Jack stops out from the crowd of people showing himself. He had gray dry skin, a dark blue mask with only two eye holes. The eye holes had a black liquid coming out. Along with a black hoodie and dark blue jean pants. His hair was thick and straight. This man was no human. He was auto normally tall. He easily picked up Charlie like he weighed nothing to him and started to walk towards somewhere. Hoping he was bringing him to a med area rather than a grave site.

"Next staff member I would like to introduce you to is our supplier. If you need anything meaning, test dummies, weapons that may not be there, clothes, bed suppliers, etc. Toby" A man with pale skin walked out of the crowd. His hair was dark brown. He had a brown-Ish greenish hoodie on. He had on orange tint goggles, along with a black mask with gray stripes to replicate a dog muzzle.

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