The Fatefull Night

The End

     Oh shit, I thought, they'll have us surrounded. And just that, they had us surrounded. We were   all surrounded. They had to be in the hundreds. All with at least one hand-gun. They all varied in shape, size, color, gender, but they were all dressed the same. Black suit and tie as well with black sun glasses, some were wearing them, some weren't. Yet they all seemed unsteady, unsure. Some were looking around nervously, and others were shifting their wait. Others looked nauseated. A few started walking towards us, and started to get really close. I could feel my heart pounding. I remember screaming in my head that we were going to die, some of us anyways. But they couldn't attack, they either fell to their knees, clutching their stomachs,or holding their heads, or starting jumping around like crazy. 

     I looked at everyone, and when I looked at Slenderman, if a guy with no face could smirk, he would've been. Then I remember, Slender-sickness. It causes paranoia, nausea, and illusions in humans. That's how ticci Toby became a proxy. How the hell am I not affected? Maybe that's why they decided to keep me. That would also explain how we won against those gun-men before. Then the craziest thing happened. They started firing at each other! In all of the mayhem, we ran for the exit. When Toby turned around, all I could see was blood. So much blood, it made me want to puke. But also...laugh. It was a...strange feeling. I then started to out in a small giggle, but in no time it was full blown laughter.

     They kept running until they got to the van. I was basically thrown in. Toby threw Sally in as well, she landed in my lap. Everyone but Slenderman piled in. Eyeless Jack started the car then hit the gas. In no time we were away from that place, and away for good. After a little while of driving, every one started to gradually ask Sally if she was fine or how was it. She responded with the same basically the same thing each time.

     "I'm fine" Sally said.

      "What did they do to you?" BEN asked.

     "They made me do some 'tests', but it wasn't terrible" She answered.

     "That's good to hear..." Toby said, relieved.

     "By the way,"he looked at me,"what were you laughing at while we were running?" He asked, very curiously.

      "I don't know." I responded. "Maybe all the blood and death."

     "Understandable." Laughing Jack said. 

     After a few moments of silence, I decided to break it with, "If this was a book, I think it would've sucked. There was no real climax, granted the conflict was resolved, but there was no real pull on the heartstrings, ya know?" Everyone shrugged at the same time. After that, we drove in silence with daybreak coming.

     So that's my story of how I came to be with these Creepypastas. Hopefully, it won't be needed to be known. But if someone just so happens to find this, with no me here. Get the fuck out. But anyways, bye-bye.