Its new years day 1999,Peter sat at his desk typing away. The same routine as usual. Every one either home or out partying ,and the occasional nut who thinks its judgment day! Only it was judgement day for Peter. You see Peter had been bad very bad. Two days prior he had took his family out to the woods near his summer cabin. A ordinary trip. Grilling,food,swimming, all seemed well.
Until that last night while he sat at his computer typing away. His wife comes up behind him while the click of the key being mashed over and over.She looked at the screen. Only one word was on it. Satan,Satan, Satan,over and over! She pulled up his head. Peters eyes were blood shot and rolling back in his head. Peter felt the blood of his family pour over him!
The stars were bright out in the forest. Peter came to only to see that his lack of control finally came bubbling over. He did not feel sorrow or pity for them! He could not feel ,Peter was hallow. Many victim's were taken by him from all over. Each one bringing him closer to his goal.
1995 Peter found a old book in a flee market. No cover just the letters L.F on the brim he took to it like fire to air. Once he read it and the words sank into his head a realization washed over him! The book spoke of sacrifices and a means to summon a demon named Dabadon. If called to our world it will grant the wish of the one who summons it. Each year for five years four sacrifices must be made of a family. From the time of the first kill to the last you must wash their blood over you.After slicing their throat and staging them six times six in the waist and chest.
It was done his family's blood the last sacrifices for his dumb ritual. Nothing happened! Now he faced the hard truth that he was a fool! His family gone with what was left of his mind. Now at the computer the word satan appeared over and over as he mashed the keys. A cold chill filled his office as a mist came up from the door! Groaning came from the hall an erie sound of someone in pain! Peter didn't budge an inch. The door slowly opened as a figure stepped out from the mist. Eyes peered over at Peter! A low rumbling voice spoke."You summoned me." Fear finally crept up on him as the eight foot tall horned beast stood closer and placed his hand on Peter's shoulder!
"So now I will grant you a wish." Peters legs were shakeing terribly. "Your darkest desire will now be given to you." Peter pulled out the book! "Oh!" So I see this is how you knew to call." Now Peter reached out to take his beloved book back. Only to feel the cold of hands pulling him into the abyss! As it gose Peter was taken to hell where his eyes and the rest of his face were removed! He was given the six arms of satan a gift of six tentacles. They forced there way out his back once gray suit turned black from the blood pouring out his body.
Given the task of killing young Innocent people till he has a soul for each he took. Once he collected them the beast was going to free him with any worldly things he wanted! Instead the slender faceless man in the tucks turned and still to today takes the lives of anyone who believes he's real. Placing his photo in pictures to draw in unsuspecting victims. Slender man can be summoned by sacrificing a soul to him in a forest. You must wash the blood over your body. He will come and maybe he will grant you a wish? Ha ha ha!
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Once Slender.A short story.
ParanormalSlender man and the story of how he came to be! He's been portrayed as a viscous enity or alien. Prepare yourself for the truth behind this rumor!