The Proxy

Is He real? Or am I High?

Once I knew I was far enough from the school; which was 25 minutes away, I sat on a rock and began to roll a joint. I had just bought this off of my weed guy. It was something called Moonlight Delight and it was the most expensive. It is an experimental drug. He said that I was the first to buy it? I heard it was supposed to make you gone completely. I need this.

            After about four hits, I knew I was stoned. I buy the best all the time. You usually get stoned off your ass after about your second hit, the guy said. But he also said you have to know the right way to smoke.           I lay back in the grass, against a rock. I looked intensely at the details on the trees, then the leaves, then the leaves. Paying attention to the fog and I swear to god I see a unicorn in the fog! Oh the prettiness of the world. I sat up and the fog got hardcore.  It was dark out. How long was I laying there?

            I heard twigs breaking and I turned my flashlight on my phone. I walked a good ten feet and saw nothing. When I turned around to get my school bag, there was a figure. A tall, lean figure. Once the light reached it’s face, I saw that it was him. Slenderman. I laughed. I actually fucking laughed. Probably because I was baked. He was a good seven feet tall and he was indeed wearing that suit. He was muscular. The way his body was, reminded me of someone I knew. I couldn’t figure out who though. With a smirk on my face, I began to rant.

            “Oh now you going to kill me? Or do I need to find those pages? Hmm? How about I play your game? Huh? You are NOT real. You’re just in my head! You are a fucking legend!!!” I glared at him as I grabbed my bag and walked the other direction. As I did, slender grabbed my arm. I pulled away from him but tripped on a root that was dug up. I landed on my back with a whine. Slender hovered over me and trailed his long fingers along my jaw line, moving them to the back of my neck. His other hand pressed against my stomach. There was no way I could escape him. I knew I was going to die. My heart pounded against my chest. I could have sworn he laughed at me. By now I knew this was real. Within seconds, Slender’s fingers dug into my neck, my blood trickling down, and he spoke some words I could not comprehend. At least I thought they were words. Then it was pure pain.