Slender Woods

Him, again.

:Volt's POV:

Observer then took me to another room next to the other room.

"Okay then," Observer said. "No one knows for sure what the disease is all about, though I do have a theory. The disease will eventually drive a man mad, and even kill him. I believe the idea is to kill the pasta, but before that make him crazy so that he'd take a bunch of us down with him, or the black parts of him make us reject him for easier pickings from the rest of us. We all also have the idea that this disease could intact be used as a poison against proxies, such as Masky, or myself."

"So it is made to both, kind of, isolate the diseased one and bring in more pastas to Zalgo, who takes in dead, but not undead pastas." I think out loud.

" technically. "

"Okay then, but how do you check EJ or Angels?"

"Well, that's simple. For EJ, we take tar samples, which was actually proven to work. Angels? Um... I think we just use a flashlight and hope there's no dull black. Her eyes, unlike the thick black of the disease, has a sparkle, so to say, in her eyes, 'like looking at the universe,' as Painter would say, though of course he is in love with her. Oh, did you know the two were engaged? I know shipping really messed up our couples, but they were meant for each other from the start, of course I knew that..."

And so Observer went gossiping, so I awkwardly left the room. I was bored now. Toby went out on a spree yesterday with Clocky, and still hasn't returned. Masky... Well... I don't know where he is, probably out with Hoodie. They are not gay, or anything, its just that Hoodie is like his best friend since Tim and... Whatever-Hoodie-was-called-before-he-was-Hoodie.

I can't even play any videogames, because Dark Link and Herobrine seem to be in an intense fight over what game to play. Dark was trying to make them play Zelda, but all Herobrine wants is.. Well, he kept screaming "Minecraft," so we all knew what he wanted. He looks like he's winning, because Minecraft is at least co-op.

Everyone else seemed to busy, and all Silee does is stare at me, so I decided the best thing to do is..

Go for a god forsaken walk in the damn woods.

:much walking later timeskip thanks to Brian, who is indeed Hoodie:

I followed a random path, which came to a lake somewhere. A serene lake, with a deep center, a shallow area near me on the west side, and even some jutting rocks to the north near a deep spot, which would make a good diving platform. It was a beautiful place..

But something was not quite right. I felt uneasy, and all was in complete silence. From what I know.. It means something is here.

And not any nice person.

I remained calm, and looked around nervously. Maybe someone followed me here...to prank me?

"Uh, is anyone round? Stop freaking me out..."

Nothing.

"H..hello?"

Nothing...

"Greetings, Seth.." Said a lower voice, coolly.

"I turned around slowly..

There was someone behind me almost able to match Sender in size,

With horns,

And spines,

And seven mouths..

I screamed, and ran, in a random direction because he was in the way.

Then Zalgo disappeared.

No...

Don't tell me he can...

He re appeared in front of me, I now backed up, to keep him in my line of sight.

He seems to be making.. A black sort of gooey liquid around him that moves in sort of tendrils..

Eww... And that stuff can be deadly. I turned around and began to run. The stuff... It appears to move at a slow rate, so maybe I could out run it...

Suddenly Zalgo was in front of me, and the liquid still seems to be behind me. I swerved, but he got me by the collar.

Now I began to panic. I still can't run, he was holding me in place. He readjusted his grip from my collar to my hair, which is randomly just long enough to grip. Now I can't just remove my denim jacket.

"Are you going somewhere, Barnson?"

"Why do you want me!?" I shouted, "and how do you know my name?"

He just smirked, and tugged my hair a little. I'm not a girl, but I cried out in pain.

"I want you to join me, Seth. I am low on pastas, and I could use someone intelligent for once.."

Before he could go on, I back kicked him hard in the thigh, making him let go in surprise, while I punched him a couple times and ran.

He did not follow, and I stopped at the lawn to catch my breath. My knuckles were bleeding alot, I guess that's what happens when you punch spiny things. The blood was a deep red, darker than normal, but I took no notice. I was still in shock from Zalgo.

I swear, I'm not leaving the house alone again.

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