HYPOPHERNIA

Chapter 5:

    Jeff had took me up the stairs to an office-like room, but it was attached to a bedroom. He and I sat down in the chairs in front of the desk, waiting for this Slenderman. I was scared. Jeff said he was the boss for basically everyone, so I'm guessing he was going to be pretty scary.

  Jeff looked at me. "Don't worry. He's a pretty calm guy. Well, unless you piss him off."  He mumbled the last part but I still heard him. I heard the door open then close from behind me. I froze, to scared to look behind me.

What did Slenderman look like? Would he let me stay here? Would he kill me?! I look at me lap and rub my hands against my legs. It hurt, but I couldn't help it. I was having a nervous breakdown.

"This is (Y/n)?" His voice was low and dark, but somehow soothing. But I won't let my mind play tricks on me. "Yeah." Jeff answered. "You can leave now then." Slender man told him. My eyes widened. I was going to be in here alone? With him?

  "Uh," Jeff looked at me with a worried expression. "Alright." He leaned to my ear. "I'll be right outside." He whispered, then left. I swallowed and kept my head lowered. "Look up child." He demanded softly. I slowly lift my head, enough to were I could see him.

   He wasn't as frightening as I thought he was going to be. And his name matched him perfectly. He was a very tall, slender man, wearing a black tux with a red tie. His whole head was completely white, with no face expression.

  "I'm Slenderman." He said, somehow without a mouth. I nodded slightly. He took out a document out of his desk. He wrote down something with a pen. "Age?"
  "Oh, uh, 19."
"Birth."
   "(Birth date)."
He wrote that down as well. This document must be for me.

"Alright. How do you kill?"
"W-what?"
He sighed and rubbed his temples. "Did Jeffery tell you?"
"T-tell me what?"

He ran his hand down his face. Is there something important I should know? "Alright," he reached over with his long arms, took my hands, and gently held them with his. "This mansion, the Slender mansion, exists for certain people. People who are broken, insane, and/or confused. These people live here because of certain... thing they did." I listened carefully.

  "These people felt as if no one could understand how they felt. Why they did what they did. With no we're else to go, I took them all in, to show them that it's ok to do the things they do." I nodded. "So, please don't freak out, and yell once I tell you this."
He cleared his through and hesitated.

"We're cereal killers."

SLENDERS POV

I was expecting them to freak out, but they just sat there, starring at me. A sad gaze washed over their face. Then, they looked down.

  "I am just as much of a criminal as you all are." They said, ever so lightly, I almost couldn't here them. "I-I killed, m-m-my o-own m-mo-mom!" I saw tears trickle down their face. They looked up. Their nose and cheeks were red. They rubbed their nose and eyes. "B-but... I-it was-wasn't my f-fa-fault..."

  "Then how did you kill your mother?"

They paused for a second, and looked down. They didn't for for about two minutes. But then, they looked up again, an insane look spread across their face.

   "WhY dOnT I sHoW yOu?!"

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   Again, short chapter. Sowwy ;~;