Chapter 8

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5pm came around soon, quicker than a flash it felt like. Maybe it was because I was nervous? Or excited? Must be one of those. Taking one last glance in the mirror to check I looked okay. I was satisfied with what I decided to wear. My [F/C] knee high dress, that had a checkered design. Along with [F/C] ankle boots. I hoped it wouldn't be too much.
As I head downstairs, Lyrisa runs to me and quickly stashes something in my pocket.
"Lyric what are you doing? What did you put in my pocket?"
I ask as I feel around for the object placed within my dress, until I come across a corner of some kind of shiny material. Pulling it out, my eyes widen and jaw drops but Lyrisa just laughs.
"You never know when you may need one!"
She laughs harder, nudging my elbow with a wink.
"Lyric this is a condom! I'm not doing things like that! It's not even a date, just a meet up! Take it back."
I scoff, holding out the packet towards her. She rolls her eyes and takes it like a moody child in a strop.
"Fiiiine."

As Lyrisa and I stand talking about where, how and when she got the condom, we jump to the sound of banging at the door.
"Oh! That must be him."
I smile, walking over to the door, reaching for the handle and opening it. However, as soon as we do, the pair of us scream as a man covered in blood and stab wounds in his body, stumbles into my house, coughing and gargling on his own blood.
"H-Help - M-Me-e"
He pleads, crawling on the floor towards me. He was missing a hand and a foot, along with half an ear missing. Stab wounds in his neck along with a large gash down his back.
I run to Lyrisa in fear as we hold each other shaking. Not knowing whether to help.
The man attempts to stand on his one foot, reaching out his one hand for help. But suddenly his expression changed instantly, almost like Su's when she died. Behind him I saw an arm covered in a white blood stained sleeve, currently pushing some sort of knife into his neck. Yanking it out, causing blood to squirt all over my carpet.

The man collapses and dies on my floor, but I was no longer focused on him. Instead, I screamed at the face of his killer. He wore a white hoody and had shiny black long hair. His skin, it was so pale. But his features scared me the most. His evil grin didn't finish where his lips did, instead, it carved up all the way along his cheeks as a bloody smile. His eyes looked bleached blue and I swear he had no eyelids. How can someone so wrong be human or even alive?
He looks over to us and raises his knife. Lyrisa and I scream, running upstairs to hide in the best place we knew of. My laundry hatch. It was basically a hole in the wall with a door but obviously not just a random hole, it was properly fitted so more like a box.
We hide in there and panic as we hear footsteps slowing coming towards us. Beginning to rattle on the handle of the door we hid behind.
"Jeff!"
Yelled a voice belonging to a Male. The rattling finally stopped and I heard the footsteps running in the opposite direction.
When all was quiet, we peaked out.

Ticci Toby's POV
As I make my way to [Names] house, I suddenly freeze to see Jeff running inside.
Fuck fuck. If Jeff kills her, I won't be able to make her one of us and then Slender will never trust me or appreciate me or approve of me ever again.
I run inside, hearing screams from upstairs. I follow the yells to see Jeff pulling on a laundry cupboard door.
"Jeff!"
I call, gaining his attention. He spins and stares at me angrily that I interrupted him. He was angry. I run out the house with Jeff chasing behind me.
"Toby! I warned you about interfering with my missions!"
He growled, chasing me into the forest.
I had better tell [Name] I'm gonna be late.

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