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Chapter 35: The Masked Tragedy Of A Bachelor

TOBY ROGERS (TICCI TOBY) POV

I glare at the brunette guy standing right in front of him, I've seen him before, when I tried to get Lira back, I know he was there, hiding behind the trees, watching me. His eyes look around the small house, not surprised for my presence or the fact that I'm aware of who he is, and who  he works for.

HOODIE (BRIAN) POV

I keep looking for Masky around the house, yelling his name, no one has seen Slenderman in all day, and we don't know where Masky or Slender is. I glare at the window and I can see a man with a yellow jacket hiding or just lying on the ground behind a thin bush.

Masky.

I run outside as fast as I can and get to where the masked guy is, his whole arm looks ruined from my point of view, it bends on an unnatural way, there are chunks of bone sticking almost through the skin, it looks bruised and swollen. I take Masky by his healthy arm and pick him up, he can barely walk but he helps me to get him into the house, but before I open the door, he stops me, grabbing me by the arm and squeezing it, warning me of something.

-Hoodie, we have to warn Slenderman of this man- Masky's hand lets my arm go.

-Slenderman has disappeared, the guy you're talking about is inside the house- I try to lower my voice and Masky nods.

-Where's Toby? – He asks, surprising me with his question because I know Masky doesn't really get along with him.

-I believe he's inside the house as well- I notice Masky grabbing the door knob and turns it, then we go inside to face what could be there.

ROUGE ROYAL POV

When I feel arms grabbing my neck and hip and pulling me back, I try to fight back, but the pain on my abdomen doesn't let me do harsh movements to stop the person or thing grabbing me. When I succeed at escaping from the person's hands, I turn to see who was grabbing me and I glare at Laughing Jack, his 6'10 tall figure already looks intimidating from here, but the shadows around his pale white face and his monochromatic self makes him slowly look like the villain, but, is he?

-What the hell? – I whisper as I realize we're hiding, crouching on a wall, expecting not to be seen.

How can you not see a 6'10 tall monochromatic evil clown?

-I'm here to get you out of the House- Jack responds to me and looks like he's expecting someone to be with us- The person downstairs is not a Creepypasta.

-I noticed- I respond nodding.

-No, you don't understand, he comes from Hell- Jack's deep voice lowers and mutters.

-No shit- I roll my eyes and try to stand up, the pain is almost not tolerable but I succeed and he stands up as well.

-Toby's downstairs- He informs.

-Like if I wanted to know about him- I spit the words like if they were poison on my mouth and Jack's faded gray eyes look at me with confusion.

-I don't know what happened between you two- He starts saying- But we have to keep going, save that story for later.

I nod as he takes my hand and makes me walk faster, because he has longer legs than me, every step he takes are like 3 steps of my own, I have to run to keep on with him. When we get to the stairs and we slowly and the most quiet possible go downstairs but I make the mistake of stepping on old wood, which it makes a creaking noise, which immediately drags the two brunette's attention who are talking and I glare at Toby, who has his orange axe in hand.