M⃒a⃒r⃒k⃒e⃒d⃒

M⃒a⃒r⃒k⃒e⃒d⃒ (P⃒a⃒r⃒t⃒ 6)

Just after the Rock incident, someone (or something...) from behind me, out from my closet, grabbed my shoulder. I shivered as these cold pure pale white hands clutched my shoulder.

I turned around, very slowly, expecting to see Slenderman again. But to my surprise, I saw Jeff The Killer! (I knew it was Jeff, because, who doesn't know him?) but the thought of him possibly killing me, made me scream.

He put his hand over my mouth "Quiet!" He whispered a bit loudly. "There's something for you outside, in the forest, where you met Slenderman." I instantly worried. I didn't know if this was good or bad, but I replied with "...Ok, can you lead me to the forest?" Jeff nodded, as he tightly grabbed my wrist and lead me out of my own house.