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I feel the pressure upon my back as i'm forced upon the tree, my heart racing as i confront my opponent... no... it cant be...
"Miss me?" He hisses with an eerie voice, sending my hair to stand on end and a chill rundown my spine "I'...
It has been about half an hour since the creepy pastas split into groups and went out to looks for slender. I wanted to join them, but Jeff refused too allow me to leave. Now Sally is watching over me... And it's not that she's the one stopping me, it's me...
I wanted to get up, run out the house and look for slender. Something in my gut was telling me I needed to find him, and that was right now... But... I couldn't.
Sally soon caught onto me so she decided to pack everything up and told me in her 'strict' tone to rest in bed.
So her so am, laying in a bed, in a mansion where many killers live... And yet I feel fine? Normal? Why is this?
I sighed and rested my head on the pillow, feeling the weight of my eyes force themselves down... I really didn't want to sleep, but it felt like my body was forcing me to.
So I closed my eyes...
??? P.O.V
She was so close, yet so far.
She was in arms reach, yet...
I couldn't reach her.
Accept it. Make it yours. THIS is who you are. Stop pretending to be someone you're not. Just let it all go, let me in. Open your heart, let me heal your mental wounds and protect you...
Let me in.
...
...
Before he does...
Your P.O.V
Opening my eyes felt like such an effort, turning my took almost all my energy and my head felt heavy. I looked at the clock on the bedside table... I've been out for over an hour? Jeez... It only felt like a moment ago I felt asleep.
I smiled as I saw the glass of water beside the clock, knowing Sally must have brought it up. I forced myself up and leaned against the board of the bed, grabbing the glass.
It felt like ice in my hands compared to the heat my body was giving off. I stared off into the cup for a while, my smile trailing off as I watched the ripples from where my hands were slightly shaking...
I took a sip then placed the cup back, slowly but surely swinging my legs over the bed, clutching the edge. I looked up into the vanity mirror and stared at my face... Damn, I looked like crap.
Suddenly, i had this feeling in my gut, it felt horrible... unbearable. I felt like I was going to throw up. I coughed into my hand. It felt suffocating, like I was clogging my airways. I felt like I coughed breathe...
Eventually I stopped but before I had the chance to grab my drink, I was staring wide eyed at my hand... There was this strange black substance on it that I couldn't make out.
My head aches and with my free hand I clutched my head, looking up at the mirror. That same flash ran across my eyes and I caught a glimpse in the mirror. My hand on my head fell to my side in shock. My eyes widened and my grip tightened on the bed as I wanted to scream out in shock yet nothing came out. I just stared at the mirror, my eyes still wide with shock and my heartbeat racing.
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Shaking my head and looking back into the mirror, my eyes returned to normal... Looking down at the black substance on my hand, i shook...
What was that?
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"Monsters don't sleep under your bed, They sleep inside your head...
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...But the monsters inside of my head never sleep"
"And it takes a monster to create a monster, and that's me..." A male voice whispers in the back of my head
