Part 9

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"Masky, Hoodie and Jack, you can go now, thank you." The three of them left without saying anything. "What's going on?"

"Pictures show us memories that are long forgotten." He looked at his wall, where framed pictures filled the blank space.

All of us walked to them and looked at them. Four frames, but only three pictures. On the left picture was Slenderman, his hands laid on the shoulders of a little girl, she couldn't be older than six. She smiled brightly. Next to her was an animal like creature, it had long fingers and didn't wear anything, its eyes looked pushed in the face, it must be the rake.

A tall lady with four eyes stood next to Slenderman, two other big men stood next to him. It looked like a family picture.

On the right picture was, again, Slenderman standing behind a kid, a boy. But the other two men were missing, the rake, was still there, so was the woman. But instead of the other two men, there was a young man with a face looking like a painted skeleton, instead of normal eyes, his were white all over. His clothes were torn and he wore a hat.

And on the last picture was a little girl again, Slenderman was there, the rake and also this man, but the woman was gone.

New were a black and white clown, Laughing Jack..

"Who are these people, and where is the last picture?" He pointed at the left.

"This is Esther. I found her, and she wanted to stay with us. She was an excellent Proxy, and how life goes, she married another proxy. Just like you two. By the way, you are a lot like her."

"That is my mother, my brothers and the rake next to her. It was a lovely time."

The second picture.

"This is her son, Charles, a through and through monster, he was of big use for me. But he married a human and left us. That time Entity joined, and also did the skin taker, great conversations."

The last.

"And here, Carol, Sasha's mother. A really lovely woman, and still is." Sasha's eyes widened.

"She was great friends with the Jacks, The puppeteer and Entity. She LOVED this life. But she was just a human, and because she knew she couldn't live this kind of life, she wanted you to have it instead."

"You see, the whole Human things is a parent and child thing"

"SHUT UP!" Sasha was angry, she grabbed her weapons and wanted to attack him, but Toby stopped her. Heavily breathing they asked what he wanted.

"I want what belongs to me, my family, Iris. But not only her, I have another job for my proxies." He pointed at the second picture.

"Find Entity and bring him to me, alive." I knew I shouldn't ask, so I just nodded and left the room. It made me feel uneasy every time I walked in.

Although I didn't ask Slender, I walked to Laughing Jack and asked him who Entity was.

He laughed crazily and then showed me a picture of him. "He was a real pull-down, I tell ya. Hahahaha"

He sat on a big chair and played with a dolls hair. "Why do you want to know, haha about my old friend?"

"I just know that he was mostly with a girl, hahah what was her name? Haha Zee! The girl was Zee." He laughed a bit about it before he continued, seriously not my favorite character in this mansion.

"He was bound to her, but the girl died, and he was left alone. Not long after he disappeared. Mhhhhhahaha who knows where he might be today. Sweets?" he showed me some sweets but I shook my head and walked away from him.

"Oh wait my dear friend, he's a pure skeleton on hands and face as much as I know." He continued to laugh and I walked outside.

On my way Heath came at me. "Hey bro, I just heard that our class is going to make an Excursion tomorrow." I wiggled my finger. "To another city, it's a really small one, we are going to visit it, dunno why. Connor told me."

So an excursion and a job? Why? On the next day, Heath was already ready and our class met at the bus station.

We drove about two hours, but as we left the bus, I realized that it really was a small city, it remembered me of new Orleans, just smaller.

"Okay guys, you know how it goes, you get into groups and with your city plan you're going to make a paper chase. We all will me at latest five p.m. Then we all go to our hotel for the night, have fun." The teacher said and we all created groups of five.

In our case, Heath, Connor, Sam, Paul and me. Means me and Connor are going to do all the work because heath is lazy and Sam and Paul will be making out the whole time. I wouldn't be surprised if they take a place to stay while we are going through the city.

I sighed. "Void get your ass here and help me!" I heard from the other side of the street. It was a girl, she looked around my age or younger. She had white hair, wore a cowboy hat and a jeans jacket.

She stood behind a truck and was about to get off tubes. She must be working here. In the car was sitting a guy with black hair, from here it looked like his eyes were fully white. And his face looked like a painted skull.

"Quiet your loud noise! I am accompanying you in any time!" his voice was deep, but what a weird way to talk. "Cut this English and move!"

He left the car and walked to her, he was taller by a head. His hands were bandaged and he looked a pale, but left that away he looked like a normal man. Just that his face was really strange. He grabbed a tube and carried it on his shoulders.

"Dallas! Come on!" Heath shouted at me, the others were already ready to go.

After four hours of doing generally nothing, we went to a little restaurant. The city had just a few livers, so I guess that the half of the city was in there.

Shortly behind us the girl and this dude came in. They walked over to a table where two guys sat. They joined them and the girl sat on the man's lap. He held her waist, he took her hat and played it on his head as she stood up again and seemed to get food. He moved to the other seat and talked to the other two guys.

I don't know why I care about them so much. "Guys, you gonna get food?" Heath asked and the three of them agreed and stood up. While they paid Heath whispered. "That's him isn't it?" I looked confused at him. "Entity. The guy slender wants." I felt like my question has been answered without even asking.


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