Mine (Unedited) (Discontinued?)

Chapter 35

Kendra finally finished cleaning up the roses, wiping away the sweat on her forehead with her arm, looking at the five massive garbage bags full of the flowers. She didn't really want to throw them away, especially since they had been such a sweet apology gift, but they would wilt soon and make a bigger mess of her room if she didn't get rid of them now.

The tiny girl sighed, shaking her head at how overboard Jeff had gone. Did he really have to fill up her entire room? It was ridiculous! One or two bouquets probably would have been fine. Kendra giggled at the thought, tapping one bag with her foot before picking two up and starting to lug them outside. They'd be better used as compost in the garden Slender has in the back.

She began humming as she started to dump the roses in the compost pit, too distracted by her task to notice the eyes watching her from the trees.

Now finished with dumping the bags, Kendra grabbed the hose resting nearby and sprayed water over the flowers. They would need the moisture to decompose, and it was a hot day so she enjoyed having some of the spray hit her face. Once she felt satisfied that the roses were properly soaked, she put away the hose and made her way back into the house. She should figure out what to do with the rest of the roses, since those two bags alone had almost completely filled the compost pit.

As the girl moved out of sight, the figure hiding just behind the tree line grew a feral grin. She had found her prey, after many long years of hunting, and it would appear that he had taken in a new toy for him to play with. Clearly he wasn't satisfied with just killing anymore.

Of course, she had never been satisfied with just killing. Not when the screams of her tortured victims were just as pleasurable as seeing their mangled corpses when she had finished with them. Not only that, but with each tortured soul she had gained more power. Simply killing with mercy had only extended her life.

Now she had found the man she had been hunting since her power had reached past what she had remembered him to have, though he had never shown her much.

Chuckling maliciously, the figure turned on her heel and started in the direction of where she had been making her stay the past few months, seeming to disappear after only walking a few paces into the forest.

Kendra coughed harshly, still recovering from the flu that had taken over her body not long ago. She cleared her throat when she was able to breathe again, pausing to make sure the fit had really passed before she continued on to the top floor.

Kendra had decided to ask Slender if he wanted the flowers, knowing the inhuman man had a tendency to find use in just about anything based on some of the rooms she had stumbled upon when she was exploring the mansion. One of them had a beautifully made bottlecap chandelier, another had curtains made of jean pockets. Of course, that could be due to the tastes of the inhabitants since her own room had nothing like that, but since those particular rooms didn't exactly look lived in, she doubted it.

When Kendra finally reached the top floor, she was out of breath. What house needed twelve stories? Shaking her head, Kendra paused at the top of the stairs to regain her breath before moving towards the door that lead to Slender's room.

She was about to knock before she heard Slender shouting on the other side. Curious, Kendra pressed her ear to the door to try and make out what was being said. It sounded like a one sided conversation, telling her that Slender was probably on the phone.

"I do not care if you prefer to take on the dangers yourself, Jack! You will not be able to stand up to this threat if what I was told is true, and I will not have you killed because of your bullheaded desire to continue living on your own!"