trouble.... I feel it

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[Author's note: found this in my drafts. Apparently I made this in 2015. going to publish it for you guys lol

Also deleted most of the "glitches". I'm not a sadist.]

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I am back!! glad that I was, because I need somepony to talk about without complaining and all

well.. its about, the hunting....

first, I was doing my business, stalkin and finding a way to catch my prey, then all the sudden someone was yelling "I̞̟̖̘̫Ṭ̸̰̮͎S͈̼̺ ͕H͉̤̞̪̻͕̳͘I̛̖̠̹̫̠̫̯M̸͈!" it I look around and saw a pony twitching and staring at a big ass pit.. where did the pit came from? I DONT KNOW OKAY? I went closer to that pony and saw that his eyes were pitch black. "dude, you kay?" I asked, but he was all "I̞̟̖̘̫Ṭ̸̰̮͎S͈̼̺ ͕H͉̤̞̪̻͕̳͘I̛̖̠̹̫̠̫̯M̸͈! I̞̟̖̘̫Ṭ̸̰̮͎S͈̼̺ ͕H͉̤̞̪̻͕̳͘I̛̖̠̹̫̠̫̯M̸͈" over and over again. a bit irritated I shook him and stabbed him a bit, but it seems that it didn't affected him that much, but he said more words, like: "̣̞̹T̫̫͍H̤̟̮̱͍E̮̭̳͇͇ ̩ͅL̷̺̝̪̹͍Ǫ̤̩̙̟̜̺̦R͟D ͓̼͢I͢S̸͓͎̤̬͎ ̜̥C̡̳̠̥̥̗̥̬O͈͖̰͕̘M̤͖͕̝͎͍͓I̪͉͇N̬̳̙͖̱͍G̨͓̹, ̱̭̺̣͓̯̲W̜̭̟̦̬̤̖E̸ A͓̥̪͉͚̘R͔̺͞E ̢̰͔͎C̸̥̟̭̬ͅU̯R͝S̡͖ED̹̩̗"or "T҉H̀E͓̹̰̲̝̟ ̴̹W̬̠͉ͅO̹̦̦R̹L̝̬͉̹͡D̻̬ ͉̪̲̮̫̻I͓̺̰͉̯͚͟S̕ ̵̬I̯̼͔̰N̮ ̗̮̯ͅD̤O̶̥̜͎̗Ǫ̮̘M, ̴̰̟͖̮͕͔N̙̯͖̮̦͔͓O̴͈̳̺̤͚ͅ ̣͇͈O͝N͔̬͕͔̝͈̺͡E ̭͍͓̟͉̩C̯̭A͇͘N̙͈̣̩ͅ ̸͖͚̘͈S̫͞A͚͕̣͕V҉̥̣̰E U̝͈͍̙S̶̻͚͙̗̫ ̜̖̫̦͎N̢͎͍͙̥ỌW̯̦̫̙͈͓!!" Its.. really weird ya know? remembering my victim, I just went back, then soon he grabbed me and said these words over and over again while his eyes, mouth, and ears were violently bleeding out red and black blood:̰

"T͙͓̮̫͖̺ǫ̼ ̠̩͎̯͡i̙͕̭̺̥n̴̗v̻͔o̧͈̱k͏̯̩͓̬ẹ ͎̳͚̗̟t͕̼͇̩̜̖h͏̹̱̪̻̰e̞̬̫̙̖ ̴̻h͈i̢v̫͕̩̰͇̹̪͞ḙ̪̞͢-̷̣͓͚̮̭m̶͓͓͇͉͍̝ìn̲͚d̥̳͎͟ ̴͇͇̝̞ͅr̢̬̬̰̪ͅe̼͔̝̰̥̯͕p̡̬̠͇͙̳̭ͅr͠e͍̦̳͍s҉̙e̸̜̻͍̬̯̮n̷͔̮̲̲̫̲ͅt̥̼̲͖̹ͅí͕̱̳̹͓̫͓n̡̫̻͕̲g̵ ̠̮͇͍͝c̸̫̖̼ͅh̤ͅa̛o̤̭s҉̭̱̳͕̻ͅ.̼͕̠̱̤͉͇

͖̰̙I̝̣͕͈ͅn̼vok̲͓̰̝̮͡i̜̦̲n͏̩̣͖͓̭g̮̜̜̺ͅ ̭͔ṱ̠͎h̪͔̘̥́e͚̮͙̞͔͜ ̵f͕e̜͔͜e̵̞̺l̤͖̟̲̞̪ͅi̵̩n̵̜̤̖g̲̬̰͓̰͇ ͈͚̪͢ò̮f̼̺̕ ҉c̰͚̙̼ͅh̴̟̩̥̪͔̰ͅa̯̟ò̞̭̦͙ͅs̡̯͖̖͕.̴̳͚

̶̦̙̞W̬̦̺̼̻ͅi̹̮t̲̙̹͍͎h̳̳ ̣̼o̙̳͖̞̕ṳ̡̯̬ͅt̪͕̤̕ ̟̟̫o҉̼̥̲͚r̙̘̺̙d͕̞̩̹̞̯e̴ṟ.̪͉͈͙̳͍͕

T̛̳̣̼̝̯̰̤h̠̹̹͍e͈̜̰͘ͅ ̦̀N̻͈͖̥̹̤͜ẹẓ̧̫p͡è͈͓̩̟̪̟ŕ͉d̺̠͈͎́i̥͓a̤̗̙̘̤͈̺͞n͜ ̖̼͉̱̘̼͚hi͝v͉͎̕e̼̮͘-̝̝̞̜͖̖̯͘m̯ͅi̴̯n͉̦̦̣̼̕d ̡̥̹͖o̦̗̲̣̲̝ͅf ̯̗̠̺̙c̺͉̩̫͔h҉̙̦̤̖a̵͓os̩̫̱̤̮.̪͍͖͚̻͔̣͟ Z̛͎̝͍̬aĺ̝̰̥g̰̰o̞͚̦̠.͉̜̙̟͓̮

̷̩̣̲̗͔̞̖H̱̗͚̱͈̲̪e̳͚̻͉̟͚͙ ̵͍̼̝͎̻̪w̘̺̫̥̘̖h̛̜̭̠͉o̼̹̼͖͇͇ ̦̬̮͇͔̠W̨̩̪à͙͚̲̱̟ͅi͇̞̞̗̭t͓͉̞̳̰͙͇ș̤̜͈̼ ̪̫B͙̣͢ḛ̫͔̟̳h̢̤̩̩̙̘͈̹i̬͕̼͖͔͓͈n̘̱̲̦͔͕ͅd̡̮̭̲͓ ̵͖̖T͍̭h̜͉e͙͜ ̞͖͚̰͚W҉̟̳̯ͅa̫͚̗̤̭̺ļ̼̥̹̦l̦͖͡.͏̝͈̲͈̞̖̬

̫̝̙̭̭͈̼Z̷͔͍̪͚̝͙A̸L͍͓̗̬̠̯G̙̪O!"̜͔̤̜

I stabbed and kicked him, and yet he says it over again and again, like some kind of unbreakable recorder or something. then I saw my victim notice us, then you know what happened next? she yelled and her eyes bleeding out! weird ass stuff right? all the sudden, that thin ass slenderman came out of no where, probably checking how I was doing. seeing the ponies with me, He grabbed me by using his tentacles without hesitation then teleported to another place, or woods.. whatever

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