Through the Eyes of a KIller

Chapter 11

Ren: My god… it almost seems real…

Jeff: I know… it is kind of scary…

Masky: Drama queens

Ren: *Gives death glare* What was that Masky?

Jack: Oh nothing Ren! Masky wasn’t saying anything at all!

Me: Hmph… thought so. On to the chapter.

Chapter 11

“I- I will bury him… as soon as possible,” Slender said solemnly.

“No… he is alive… leave the body… I will bring him back somehow… I will not lose him; not again.” I thought back to the girl in the woods. “Clockwork…,” I thought out loud?

“What did you say? What do you mean Clockwork? Oh no…,” Slender stopped.

“She said she was a time-keeper. Can she change what happens in time? Can she somehow see time?”

“You will not go near her! She is a danger to all of us! We stay in this cabin to stay away from her. She can’t find us here,” Slender ordered.

“Slender… she already knows where you are. She pointed me in the right direction. I need to find her, maybe she can help us!”

“I SAID NO! SHE IS WORSE THAN ANYONE HERE!”

“WHY SLENDER? WHY IS SHE SO BAD,” I yelled! I couldn’t keep myself from getting angry. “Is it because she didn’t like the fact that you were in love with TOBY? Is it because she tried to STEAL him away from you?”

“NO, IT IS BECAUSE SHE IS WITH THE OPERATOR! AND THE OPERATOR IS AFTER TOBY AND ME! IF THE OPERATOR FINDS US WE ARE DEAD!” I give him a puzzled look, and then look back to Jeff’s unmoving body.

“I’m sorry Slender, but I have to bring him back. You would do the same for Toby.”

“How do you even know Jeff is alive,” he questioned quietly?

“Because Slender… if he were truly dead I would be gone and my soul would be Lucifer’s play thing for the rest of eternity. That is my proof. So… can you please help me?” He sighed and nodded. “How can I find her?”

“Call out the Operator’s master’s name.” I give him a quizzical look.

“What is his master’s name?” He doesn’t respond. “Well?”

“Forget I said that. Just call out to The Old Man. He can help you,” he avoided. I looked him in the non-existent eyes.

“Who is the Old Man? What is his name?” He sighs. He produces a tentacle from his back and maneuvers it up the stairs and into the hall. A few seconds later the tentacle returned but with a piece of paper in its grasp. I gaze at the document and read the information.