Note 2 Act 3 Part 3[Last Part]

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Slenderman's P.O.V.

I was watching the news when something had caught my eye in the report.

"Last night police found two bodies buried in the woods. Before they died they suffered thourgh small but deep cuts, their eyes taken out with a knife, their tongues cut off, ears missing, and they were buried still alive. There name's are Jessica Donnavin and Chad Johnson....."

I zoned out the rest this killer was obviously going to strike again. This shows him or her can be very violent and snap at any time. It also didn't resemble any other killer I'd known. Jeff could have done it ,but he would have at least slight their mouths. I better keep an eye on Rose, wait she hasn't been over in four days. Could she be cheating on me? If she was I'd castrate the boy with a branch and then shove his face in a blender. As for Rose I'd kill the rest of the insane children and put her there in chains so she would never leave me again. I could just do that now so she would be with me all the time ,but that would be cruel and she would hate me. I would rather have her love me from a distance then hate me when she's near. Maybe I can try to go to her. Standing up I walked out the door and soon out the cave. The Sun hit me and I bolted away from it. Sun light didn't hurt me or anything ,but it annoyed the hell out of me. Sun light was so revealing and it forced shadows to hide in the deepest corners. The moon light was different. Moon light allowed shadows to travel freely and yet guide your way also hide you. Moon light reminded me off Rose's eyes shiny and bright yet dark and mysterious all at the same time. Darkness was probably my favorite thing about Rose. Her hair was a very dark brown ,but at night it was like spun black curly silk with a red shine to it like it was stained red with blood. Her tan skin seemed to turn into an elegant white like porcelain and just as smooth. I still liked her in the daytime she just looked her best at night. Like a white rose at full bloom underneath the moonlight hidden where only a precise eye could see. That precise eye was mine and I have her all to myself even if she would not let me 'see under her petals.' She was still beautiful, still mine. Soon I saw her house I could feel two people, one male another female. I wonder where I put those chains, and my blender. I grew in size and looked into a window to see... Jeff on top of Rose. I could easily see her dark brown hair and tan skin. Anger bubbled with in me I was going to do far worse than shove his head in a blender. Then Jeff took her shirt off and Rose took his hoodie off. Fuck No. I opened the window with ease and climbed in Jeff realized this and looked up at me with utter embrassment. I felt heat raise to my face as I realized this was not Rose or at least this was a close relative. Same hair and skin ,but her eyes were a bright blue and she was taller and had make up on which from what I knew Rose that she only wore make up to impress or her mother made her. I remember her saying she wasn't good at applying it either and most she could do was some lip gloss and if it was a good day a little blush which she usually put too much on. This girl had expertly applied eye shadow, mascara, eye liner, lipstick, blush, and was wearing a strong scented perfume. I had never smelled such a strong artificial fume come from Rose. This could not be her.

"Sorry Jeff I thought you were kissing Rose." I said looking down.

"Hey it's okay me and my little sis get mixed up a lot." I heard Rose's older sister say.

"Well ,do you know where I could find Rose?" I asked looking up at Jeff who seemed a little bit annoyed that I interrupted them.

"Actually she went looking for you not to long ago something about telling you about a cat and burgers. I couldn't really hear her too well I have bad hearing either way." She said scratching her head. I nodded and went out the window to look for Rose. I went back to the woods to search for her. Soon I saw her in a small clearing calling my name. Her voice sweet yet in an urgent matter. Instantly I swept her off her feet and began to run back to my cave. I needed to protect her from that killer and I should kill him or her.

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