"Jamie! Over here!" Catherine's voice echoed throughout the woods, and Into Jamie's ears.
"Look! I found another note!" She said, Joy overlapping her speech. Jamie, Catherine's older brother, Snatched the note from his curious sister.
"Catherine, This is all your fault. We wouldn't be finding these notes in the first place if it wasn't for your "Short cut."." Jamie said with irritation seething through him. He grabbed his sister's small hand, and continued to trek forward. Jamie mumbled incoherent babbles under his breathe while pulling his sister along. Soon, They had found four notes. Jamie shivered in fear. He cupped his hands together.
"Jamie?" His sister said in a concerned tone. He didn't respond. Static. Static filled Jamie's and Catherine's ears as they collapsed to the ground. Jamie's eyelids slowly opened. His hands binded to a chair, he was gagged, His feet were binded as well, And all that was left was a searing pain on the back of his head. His screams and cries for help were muffled, So he decided to keep quiet. The rusty door of the room creaked open. A small female entered the room. Her entire body was covered in patch work, Stitches, and cuts. She smiled as he looked at her in pure terror. She pulled out a scalpel, and began to him a tune. Upon reaching Jamie, She removed the binding on his hands. She took his hand, and set it flat on her own. She lifted his thumb, and slowly cut it off. Jamie screamed in agony and pain. She cut off his fingers one by one, until both of his hands looked like nubs. She held all ten fingers in her hand, and watched the blood drip onto the floor. She giggled a bit. She removed the gag, and forcefully made him open his mouth. She took one finger, and moved it towards his mouth. She shoved it into his throat. He made slight choking sounds, as she continued until she held nothing but a scalpel, once again. Color was drained from Jamie's face, leaving it a pale disgusting color. His eyes were dull and lifeless. And his mouth was anything but clean. She removed the binding on his feet. She picked him up and gently set his on the floor, next to his own blood. She removed his shirt, and articles of clothing. She cut deeply on his skin, Until she saw his internal beauties. She sliced them out, Devouring his heart and savoring the flavor of his blood. She took his kidneys, abd chopped them up into little pieces, throwing them about. She did the same with the others, Flinging them about and watching them fall to the ground with a squishy sound. Her clothes were once again stained with crimson, As Her laughter filled the room. She kissed Jamie's forehead, leaving a blotchy red stain. She exited the room, Blood following her stride. She looked at Catherine's Shriveled corpse. Blood surrounded it, As well as her own teeth.
A news article read: Two children, Unidentified, Found in ditch. Their bodies are cut open, exposing their insides. The older victim, A male, Had been missing several organs, and fingers. Victim two, Female, Was missing her Intestines, Teeth, and one eye appeared to be hanging out of its socket.
Stitchy Approached the Old mansion, And knocked softly on the old rickety doors. A certain male opened it, His smile stretching for miles.
"Welcome back. Slenders upstairs." He tilted his head.
"How was your first scouting?"
She only nodded and pushed passed him. He snickered and sat on the cream colored sofa. Next to him was a boy who looked no younger than nineteen. His eyes bled as he continued on about His video game. His ears flicked up in annoyance as Jeff joined him. As Stitchy walked up the main staircase, She was stopped by a boy in a dark blue jacket and a lighter, but dark, Blue mask. The eyes on the mask oozed out a black substance, staining the floor, himself, and anyone near him.
"Have you seen a black duffle bag?" He said with no emotion, but concern was hinted in his voice. She simply shook her head, and moved on. She and the others in the mansion did not get on well terms, considering she was new. She reached the office of her new "Father" and knocked. 'Enter.' A distant voice said. She entered the room. A tall, faceless figure approached her. 'Have you done it, My child?' She nodded, followed up by insane fits of laughter. He patted her head. 'You are finished for today.' He said as the young female walked off.
I sauntered out of the office. I went face first into Jane, Or, Jane the Killer.
"Sorry." I mumbled as my gaze drifts to the floor,and I walk off.
"Wait! Aren't you new here?" She said, happiness lacing her tone. I nodded. She grinned wickedly.
"Let's hang out. How does that sound?" I hesitated before nodding in approval. She intertwined our fingers, and runs done the hall of the Mansion, Dragging me with her.
