Mine (Unedited) (Discontinued?)

Chapter 41

Slender could feel something was wrong. He'd sent Kendra and Jeff out yesterday to pick up EJ, and he knew they would have had trouble trying to get Jack to come back, but they should have been home by now. And yet when Slender looked around, he couldn't see nor hear any sign of the three being in the house.

"What could be keeping them?" he asked himself, pacing back and forth in front of the mansion, Toby watching him from the porch steps while Rowtag hung from a branch and stared with his dead looking eyes.

"Maybe Jack knocked them out or something?" Toby suggested, trying to put Slender's mind at ease.

Slender shook his head, certain that wasn't the case. Kendra would have called him the second she woke up to let him know.

Toby sighed, looking at Rowtag with a pleading expression. He just wanted Slender to stop pacing and go back to spending time with him, was that so much to ask?

Rowtag read the expression and rolled his eyes. The wendigo preferred to eat humans, not befriend them. They had too many complicated feelings and drama that confused him. Still, he liked Toby, the kid was usually simple minded, and would on occasion bring Rowtag something to eat. For that reason, he spoke up.

"Perhapsss you should go look for them? Put your mind at ease and stop stressing Toby and everyone who is watching you from the windowsss," he suggested, his eyes dropping to the branch underneath him when he caught the movement of a millipede.

Slender considered the suggestion, pausing in his pacing to glance back at the windows of the mansion. Sure enough, he could see the faces of many of the killers that lived with him peeking out. A sigh escaped him, and he made his decision.

"Very well. Rowtag, Toby, I want you two to come with me. I may need the help in case my intuition is correct and something has gone awry," he said, leaving no room for argument.

Toby grunted in answer, getting to his feet and walking forward to stand next to Slender. It wasn't exactly what he wanted, but anything was better than watching Slender pace the yard with an air of worry surrounding him.

Rowtag scowled, but didn't protest. He should have known that Slender would ask him to join, but that didn't decrease his irritation at having to face potential danger any less.

"For our sssake, I hope your intuition isss wrong asss well."

Althea yawned, frowning as she stared at EJ. The man had been still and silent for the better portion of two hours, and it was boring her. She wanted him to whimper, flinch, do something to entertain her other than sit there, slumped over in defeat.

"Well, you're no longer any fun without the mask," she grumbled, crossing her arms.

Of course, she could always put the mask back on, but Althea felt that if she did she risked him getting free. She was putting a lot of concentration into keeping her shadow chains connected to her, and as a result she had had to weaken the bonds of her hidden captive.

"This is bullhonky, you're boring and the other two haven't done anything to entertain me yet!" she whined, stomping her foot on the floor like a child.

Althea groaned at the continued lack of response, deciding to return to the main floor of the house. Honestly, was it too much to ask for some entertainment around here? She pouted, flopping herself onto the tattered couch and promptly glared at the blank wall in front of her.

Out of the corner of her eye, Althea saw a familiar shadow grow along the curtains of the living room window. She tensed, her eyes widening as memories flooded her mind. This was the moment she had been planning for decades, and now that it was literally at the door, she wasn't sure she was ready for it.