I wake again to find I am in the woods. I here the voice again. It says "find the pages, Isaac." I think. "Find the pages? I'M IN SLENDER!!!!" I see a page immediately. "Look behind you" I read it out loud. I look behind me. There he was. I stared. My vision blurry. I could not move. Finally, scared so much I was about to cry, I ran. As I ran I found another page. "Thank you lord, I am one step closer to freedom." I praise. I pray, of hopes of finding another page. No result. I hear a bang. Like a drum. My vision is blurry once again. I turn around. "You again" I say. He runs toward me. I run. I can't die, I think. I need to find six more pages, I think. I trip. To the ground I go. I stop myself from falling entirely. I am on my hands and knees. I am knocked out. I awake to find I am being dragged by my legs. I tug at my leg to get it out of "the person that is dragging me's" grasp. The more I try the tighter his grip gets. After around, I'd say, ten minutes he let go. I ran. My pursuer turned around and I could see who it was. It was slenderman. I could see he had a knife and a sack. He was going to stomach me. (That means he was going to cut my stomach out and put it in the bag.) I was terrified. I ran some more. He ran after me. He was quicker than I was. He soon reached me and tripped me. I hear paper crunching when I fall. It was the pages. I reach into my back pocket and sure enough there they were the pages. All eight of them. "I am done with you slenderman." I yell as I shove the pages into his face." I win." I black out.
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Horror
HorrorThere is a place with jumpscares, a place with the spooks, the place the name horror comes from. The Horror Genre