Fears Do Come True...

Epilogue: I Found Them...

True name is "Fear Creator"...
Species is "Shadow Person"...
So why did it suddenly feel more real?
Simply one of Abbi's fears we're it coming to life, and since it was afraid of specifically it's self then it took in that fear and upon it's nature of making fears real, if made it's self more real. Shadow people aren't really supposed to live, there either in a person's head as a shadow which shape strikes fear into that person, or there considered and entity. Though this fear that it took in, wasn't necessarily strong enough to make it humanoid it sure was a more living entity than before. Though all life it had to go off of was technically just the last living memories of all it's victims, so it didn't really have all the necessary needs for things like a personality, or true feelings, Abbi's fear re-inaction sure did help. It had gained sort of a voice, and sort of a feeling that was slightly more than just plain instinct survival to strive to exist, but it's voice and feelings were distorted. Along with the fact that's it's feelings and voice hardly we're there with it in the first place it was distorted, like having multiple personalities and voices. They all just kinda... Echoed throughout this entity, swirling in and out fading in and fading out, and it was only Abbi's fear that made these feeling and thoughts accessible to the a Shadow.

It all combined with it's strive to live and exist. Making possession all the more easier. With this slight hint of mixed life, it's victims essence would just regonize it as another feeling, a feeling of fear, making it nearly impossible for the victim/host to tell whether it's possessed or not. Just the feeling and feeding of fear.

Now that that had affected the Fear Creator, it grew a slight opinion on things, making deals and "friends" also possible for it now. Not to mention it's range of tracking extremely instense fear was increased.

Right now, it was about time for a creepy pasta annual game! That's right they had one, sometimes it wasn't annual, sometimes the people at the mansion just did it whenever they felt like it. But it was only annual when multiple games happened at once. The game was a human was brought to the mansion per game and they just did what they did to the humans trying to scare the living crap out if them before disposing of them. Of course, multiple people could have one victim and sometimes a time set was included and at the end if the time limit before disposing of them, they would determine who the victim feared the most and who he/she feared the most wins the game between however many people you played it with. It was alot of fun for people at the mansion, mainly the hilarity of scaring the crap out of the victim insues. (Of course you didn't have to play if you don't want to, it's mainly for people who are into that sorta stuff)

So enough with the side facts (SCP file and more victim chapters coming soon) time for action/story.

It had been 2 weeks since Abbi had fallen victim to the Fear Creator. Obviously the parents would have called the police by now in report of either a murderer or a suicide but they would have found no evidence to either, not even if they got a detective on the case. Abbi died of blood loss and fear, plain and simple. But then again if you really wanted to get specific... Her window was locked and had a net over it, all the doors had been locked that night, there was no weapon at the scene or in the house for that matter, the type of typical knife The Fear Creator had used wasn't in that house. So it would either be marked as a suicide or murder by parents or other family member. But other specialist mark other wise. You see, the truth was the stab wounds were in fact real and deep enough for blood loss, but if tested, Abbi would show signs of major fear and heart rate right before death and possible stress. There was something off about the blood wounds that wasn't quite describable. There were real all right, they just didn't feel... real. If that made sense. To whom was it most real to? Abbi herself, but she was dead now, so even though it was there, it left experts puzzled. Though a certain organization new better, and though blood wounds were real, the lack of true reality and the fact of Abbi showing major fear before death more than actual death by stabbing, thus, it was labeled as a "Fear Death." By that certain organization. (That's right, that certain organization keeps track of a string of deaths and dissapearances that are somewhat similar and unreal to each other, and they had recently took interest/notice of this string of occurrences for reasons they work in) The Fear Creator could last about a week without Intense Fear from a human being, but it could last longer and even stretch it's "appetite" by picking off and causing fear to animals that felt it the most. Also, since it's recent increase in life, it had gotten a somewhat less need of major fear, extending it's straight-no-fear amount of days to a week and 3 days instead of a week. So, Fear Creator was pretty hungry for some true fear. But that didn't cone easily, especially if a person's true fear contradicted it's existence such as fear of the light, or fear of things lacking a shadow, things that were, unlucky for creator of fear, common around the area it was currently in, which kinda annoyed it with it's little feeling it had. So it needed something pretty badly and so was currently on the prowl, sensing for any possible likely target, casting it's shadow on the trucks of trees, moving between them, often times weirdly not needing something to cast it's self on and it would just... Stand there, like a living shadow. So while shadow traveling, (which was quite fast) it came across a particular mansion. "The... Fear... Is coming... From... There..." It said, almost struggling to talk, different voices echoing each word carefully. Loud screams and insane but fun laughter could be heard about a half a mile away from the mansion. This is the first time The Fear Creator had cone across this mansion, or anything/person similar to it's self so it didn't entirely know why it sensed an odd feeling from some of figures in that place. Never the less, it's interest was only slight, and it needed fear. Fear Creator shadow traveled into a quiet and dark dimly lit part of the mansion. It was a dark wood hallway with candels widely spaced hung on the walls, a red carpet was on the floor of the long hallway and a human walking cautiously in the hallway. To the Fear Creator's slight suprise, the victim was already extremely afraid and paranoid. The victim saw Fear Creator dimly cast on of of the walls and got sorley afraid, looking around to see who's shadow it was and saying "Who's there?!" Fear Creator got a reading of it's deepest fear. To it's slight suprise again, it's true deepest fear was already here, in this building. The victim got slightly confused/afriad of the shadow, not wanting to go near it but also alert and looking around to see if anyone was around. In slight curiousity, Fear Creator stuck around. The victim heard something and an awful scaping sounding almost exactly like nails on chalk boards began to screetch. The victim turned around to see Jeff the killer scraping a knife on the wall leaving a long scratch. He laughed a bit "Oh this will be fun, I'm totally gonna steal Jack's kill." The victim, eyes wide screamed and ran the other direction. "Where do you think your going?!" Jeff Shouted and ran after her scratching his knife on the wall in the process just for general fun effects for him. Not noticing, Jeff's knife scratched the wall where Fear Creator's shadow was cast. Jeff just kept chasing after the soon to be victim. Slightly annoyed, Fear Creator glided along the wall to wall a different place. Fear Creator cast it's shadow through an open door and peeked inside the dark room. Inside Fear Creator saw a dog like human curled up hugging his own knees, obviously pretty scared if the game that was happening outside. Fear Creator thought about getting it's fear from this dog human rights here but it's reading of it's true fear was fuzzy and unclear, also didn't feel quiete right to do it to him... Whatever it was, dog human type thing? Weird, it was also sick of getting fear out of animals, it wanted true fear. It exited the room and began searching again. Then it came across another room, the door also cracked open and light shining through the door, dimly lighting the dark room inside. There was a girl, also part of the game going through this mansion. She had long brown hair, though it looked almost black in the lighting, she was moderately skinny with pierced ears, blue eyes, slightly pale skin, a plain but dirtyish white short sleeve t-shirt, light blue jeans and thin leather short light brown tie boots. She was also looking down and silently crying. Fear Creator shadow traveled in the room. She didn't look too afriad of the people outside, which was odd because everyone else that was human here was, I mean she was afraid but she didn't bother to cower in the corner wide eyed, no, she was more afraid of something else. Her true fear... The Fear Creator got a reading of it, and almost smiled if it could. It approached, confirming that she was going to be it's next victim. The girl slightly looked up through her tears, noticing something was here but didn't bother to elaborate in that feeling. Fear Creator approached again and prepared it's fear power, starting off with further numbing the girl's senses. The girl, already oblivious to about everything now, leaned over slightly to the side growing tired. The Fear Creator ignited it's power to bring her fear to life. "Before you do that..." A voice said from behind, it affected the Fear Creator, and it's outline on the wall could be seen sharply turning to the voice in harsh annoyance and anger of distrurbance. The extremely tall figure in the door way that had said that was wearing a suit, with a red tie, white skin, and no face. (A head, but no face). "Who... How..." Creator of Fear echoed, almost causing it's own power to break hold on the girl. "I'm impressed, usually shadow people don't have this much power, or life for that matter." He clearly was in a good mood. Slender Man looked you and down at Fear Creator, seeing through it's very existence and in a split second practically knowing all about it. "I know you need to feast, but I have a proposition." He said, walking over to Fear Creator."What..." Fear Creator said, slightly annoyed. Slender had no facial expression, but appeared pleased. He offered out a hand. "I know how to get you a body, and I know you only have a little feeling, but stick with me and around this place abd things will get very... interesting. All I ask is that you complete well as to say... "Missions" for me. And that involves what I have to offer next that involves the longest fear extraction out of... Her. A test, if some sorts." It wanted this, desire of survival and slight feeling of interest crept through the shadow and made Fear Creator a visible shadow, no longer bound by a wall. "I... except."

"Right then... It's time for little Katy to have a nightmare." Slender Man said.