Chapter 2: Ambush

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-Y/N's P.O.V-

"WAHHH!!! NOOO!!! NOT MY MOMMY!!!" The little boy cried, because he saw how I finished killing his mother. I was so annoyed by this child, that I really want to kill him too.

So I did.

When I was about to jump off the window, a girl was standing in front of it, I couldn't see her outfit in the dark, but I could tell she was a girl, by her hair and her height.

"I see you finished them.." The girl said, bringing out her butcher's knife. "Yeah, so what?" I scoffed, then I wiped the blood off my face.

"Well-" both of us heard police sirens outside, the girl jumped off the window and disappeared in the darkness of the night, while I looked outside, seeing policemen trying to bust down the front door, I jumped off the window too.

"There's no sign of the murderer!" The police officer cried in shock, I smirked and ran away in the darkness.

-THE NEXT DAY-

I walked  past the house, which I entered last night to kill the whole household, it was covered with police tape, there were investigators in and out of the house, I jogged to school, hoping not to catch the attention of the police and be taken custody.

I removed my (F/C) sweater and tied it around my waist, it was really hot here in San Diego, once entering the school grounds, everyone began gossiping, pointing fingers, giggling, snickering, & teasing me, sure, I bullied them all, back then when I was wealthy, but, it's fair for them to make me suffer..

I walked over to my locker, grabbing my books, a picture fell out from my locker it said 'GO TO SLEEP', I was scared, isn't this Jeff the Killer's line? I just threw it on the ground, violently, but it just fell like a butterfly, everyone started laughing at me again for my dumbness.

I grabbed a picture of my parents, just to keep in mind they're still beside me. I started walking to class until I fell on a garbage bin, where the bin lost balance and fell on another bin, everyone started laughing, taking pictures, filming, gossiping and pointing at me, one called me a 'Bin Child', everyone loved that name and decided to call me that.

I was so disgusted and was on the verge of tears, I ran away from them to the nearest girls' comfort room, where I looked so different, I can't recognize myself because of my shady clothing.

I wiped my tears and began to wipe off the shit.

"How dare, they!" I screamed, after that, I went to class.

"Miss (L/N), you're late." My teacher said, "Make sure you don't get in trouble again."
"Yeah bin child! Don't get late again!" one commented, everyone burst out laughing, my teacher couldn't help but giggle.

I sat down on my chair, grumpily.

--TIME SKIP--

"OK, what's that again..? Oh! Silly me!" The teacher repeated those words, while writing the formula on the chalkboard.
Everyone paid no attention to her, including me.

When the teacher was about to speak, the speaker rang "STUDENTS! PLEASE STAY IN YOUR CLASSROOMS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL, I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DR-"

The principal was heard bleeding, and then something chomped him.

"Shut up old man, anyways students, prepare to meet your fate." Another voice said on the microphone, the voice was really familiar to be honest.

The teacher commanded us to sit on the corners of the room.

All of us were scared, we heard slicing, and axes, but no bullets was heard..

Many people were heard screaming, crying and moaning in pain, that even made us scared.

Everyone texted their parents that, they won't be home for tonight's dinner.

We all saw a shadow infront of the door, we prayed that it wouldn't come inside, but then.. The door fell down, instantly, killing my teacher.

Four mysterious teenagers went inside, the first one has pale- I mean he's wearing a mask, with feminine features, the second one has a yellow hoodie, and a red, sad expression on his mask, the third one has orange goggles, and a mouth-mask, on his face, he was wearing a blue hood, the last one, seems to be the smallest of the trio wears a black and white buttoned shirt, a white miniskirt, knee-high shoes and a pair of black pumps and she has short hair that fell around her neck. I can't quite see her face, but she does look scary. "Told ya, there were students inside this room." The fourth one chimes in pride, "Now.. Let's do our work." One by one, the four killed everyone, I heard screams and blood spattering the walls, there was no escape.

I opened my left eye to see everyone was dead, seeing their lifeless bodies around, their eyes creepily opened..

I hear footsteps coming my way, I closed my eyes tightly and hugged myself, bye-bye (Y/N) (M/N) (L/N).
"Is she the one that Slendy asking us to bring?"
"Maybe."
"What do you mean 'maybe'?! We can't fail this task, I mean we killed everyone inside the school and she's the only one left!"

I opened my eyes to see the four arguing and talking at the same time, it was my chance to escape, I moved a little bit, but the fourth one caught me, and raises her butcher's knife

"WAIT!" The first one exclaims, I rolled my eyes, I can't believe killers are that stupid.

"What's your name?" They all asked at the same time.

"I-It's (Y/N).. (L/N).. Pl-Please d-don't k-kill m-me.." I replied, stuttering.

"Now she's afraid of us, thank you very much." The first scoffs, the fourth one rolls her eyes and grabs something inside her gray, shoulder bag, a piece of paper.

"C-Come w-with u-us.. (Y-Y/N), s-someone i-is ex-expecting y-you." The second one stutters, his voice sounded robotic or static.

"NO WAY! I HEARD YOU FOUR TALKING ABOUT THE SLENDERMAN!" I shrieked, the four looked at me blankly.

"Hold on, lemme just whip her head." The fourth one rudely mutters, I was about to protest but then..
I blacked out.

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