HYPOPHERNIA

Chapter 4:

(Y/n) POV

I walked in, close behind Jeff, holding my duffle bag close to me. I can't lie, I was nervous. Jeff had explained to me that these people are different, but are like him. To me, I can't see anything wrong with Jeff. He also had said they were like me. I don't know what he meant by that but I hope that's a good thing.

The inside looked nothing like the outside. It was beautiful. In the large living room, there was a large couch, that was leather, and white, with small speckles of red, and the pillows were red as well. The carpet was white too, but a little darker. There was a large flat screen TV in front of it, with one book shelf beside each side, full of video games and movies.

The stair case rounded to the top on each side. The tiles were a dark wood that kind of looked black. The railing was black too. Along the walls were different photos of people I didn't know. The top of the stairs was hard to see, since the hallways were dark and shady.

I saw that another doorway, and through it, it looked like a large kitchen was through there. All the windows were covered by black curtains. It was a very nice mansion.

As I gawked at my surroundings, Jeff closed the door. "Uh, stay right here, I'll be right back." And with that he headed through a different doorway. He popped his head out. "Seriously, don't move." Then he left for good.

I looked around awkwardly. No one was around. I walked over to the couch and sat down, waiting patiently. I looked at my hands and sighed. My fingernails were gone, and my hands hurt. It was quite sick actually. I tried to hide my hands, away from eye contact. I didn't want a reminder of earlier.

  "What happened?"

   I jumped at the voice and whipped my head to the side. There sat a man much taller than me. He had long brown hair that covered his forehead of the white mask he was wearing. The eyes were black and the mouth was kinda female shaped. He wore an orange zipped up jacket with jeans and some boots. I blush slightly.

"Uh, it's a long story." I say, looking over slightly, being the shy person I am. I see him nod and run his gloved hand through is hair. "Names Masky." He says. "What's your name?"

"Oh, (Y/n)." I answer. "No, your Creepy Pasta name." I look at him confused. "Creepy... Pasta? What?" He chuckles. "Your new huh?" I blush a little more out of embarrassment. "I'm, well, yeah, I guess." He laughs some more. I bite my lip.

"HEY MASKY!" I hear a loud voice yell. Masky groans. "Fuck my life." He grumbles. Another man runs through the kitchen doorway. My eyes widen and I duck, just in time for him to jump over me and onto Masky.

"Whaaaaa-ats up?" He says as he forces himself in between us. I scoot over to give him some room. "Ooohh! Newb-bie!" He says and looks at me, his eyes full of excitement. He had messy brown hair, pale skin, and goggles attached to something that covered his mouth, but I had no idea what it was.

   He wore ripped jeans, old run down converse, and a button shirt with a hood and stripped sleeves. He twitched slightly. "I'm Ticci Toby!!!" He said happily. "Yo-ou are?" He asked.
"(Y/n)." I said. "Cool. A-any-way I was wond-dering I-if you wa-wanted to go on a H-hunt with m-me and Hood!" He told Masky. Masky sighed. "Not really. I just got back from one, so I think I'll stay here." Toby seemed sad for a moment, but then glanced at me, and his eyes filled with joy once more.

"D-do YOU wanna g-go!?" He asked.
"Well, uh, I was told to stay here..."
"By who?"
"Um... Oh, Jeff?"
Toby laughed. "Seri-seriously? Come o-on. For a little bit? P-ple-please?" He gave me puppy dog eyes. I bit my lip.
"Well..."

"Not right now Ticci. (Gender) coming with me." I turn around and see Jeff standing there. "F-fine." Toby crossed his arms and pouted. Toby was pretty childish, but it was kinda cute.

"C'mon. Slenderman wants to see you."

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