Your First Encounter

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Slenderman
You take your shoes off and roll up your pant legs, walking about mid-calf deep into the water.

"Mmm... this is nice," you chime to yourself.

"Isn't it, my child?" a deep voice rumbles.

Startled, you look around to find yourself still alone.

"Who's that? Who's there?!"

"Just... a friend walking through the woods..." the voice echos through your ears.

A tall, dark figure walks out from behind a patch of trees. Towering over you was a faceless man adorned in a fresh, obsidian suit.

"Wh-who are you..?" you stutter.

"Just an admirer, my lady..."

Jeff the Killer
You jog back up to your dorm, passing countless quiet, empty rooms. The silence was haunting, but remembering the time, you shook it off. What would all these tired, worn out college students being doing awake at 6 A.M. on a Saturday?

Walking down the hall to your dorm, you see one of the jocks lying on the floor.

"Oh, god..." you grumble, remembering the obnoxious party that was last night. "I don't want to deal with this. I don't want to deal with this."

Walking closer, you noticed his shirt was damp.

"Is that... puke..?" you mumble, completely disgusted.

"Whatever helps you sleep at night," a deep, scratchy voice chimes in.

Your attention instantly snaps to the figure in front of you. Walking down the hall towards you was a tall, pale man with wide eyes and a forced smile. Not forced as all the overworked students wear, but carved. A permanently placed grin. His hair was long and greasy and dark- just to add more to his disheveled appearance.

"Um, what?" you ask, taking in the man's psychotic appearance.

"You heard me," he growled. "Now, unless you want to end up like him, I'd suggest you help me out."

Taking slow steps towards you, you inch away from him, trying to crawl to safety.

"It would be such a shame to have to carve such a pretty face..."

BEN Drowned
Heading back to the T.V., you decide to watch Death Note for the millionth time. Grabbing your snacks, stuffie, and blankie, you make yourself comfortable and restart the series again.

Nearing the end of episode three, you hear a loud crash. Instinctively, you squeak and burry yourself in your blankie.

"Maybe... that was just the cat..?" you try to reassure yourself, but to no avail. After all, you don't have any pets.

"Who's there?" you call out. "I am armed... and... very dangerous," you taunt, holding your stuffie tight.

"I can see that," a metallic voice laughs. Walking out of the shadows was a figure just barely taller than you. His edges were rough and he wore a green tunic and green hat. His eyes were pitch black save for a glowing red orb in the centers.

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⏰ Last updated: Oct 19, 2018 ⏰

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