"Please.. why am I here? can you answer me that! Who are you people!"
I cry, tugging on my chains, desperately trying to gain an answer, but the smile masked man huffs in amusement, his arms still folded.
"Allow me to introduce ourselves."
He chuckles, only answering one of my two questions.
"The man on the end is Jack. Eyeless, Jack. But we like to call him EJ."
He says, pointing to the ooze masked man. The fact that he paused while saying eyeless threw shivers down my spine.
"The man next to him is the Puppeteer."
He said, gesturing to the grey, golden eyed man, causing a smirk to form on his face. I couldn't help but look away. I felt awkward and weak as he grinned at me in such a way.
"The monochrome clown here is also Jack. Laughing, Jack. Again, we call him LJ. Helps distinguish between the two Jacks."
All four men laugh together deeply. I felt so small and helpless, surrounded by these people. I just wanted to go home. What did I do to deserve to be here.
"And I am Painter. Bloody, Painter-"
"Or as we like to call him. Helen."
Smirked LJ, causing Painter to punch him harshly in the arm with an agitated growl. LJ flinches, but showed no sign of true pain, although I could see he hit him hard, just due to the aftershock movement LJ's arm made in response to the punch."You.. you still didn't answer my other question., why am I here?!"
I push my question on. I know Painter ignored it on purpose but I demand an answer.
"Enough."
Painter growls, with a low, deep, angry voice. I wanted to know but the tone of his voice made me shrink back.
"I... I know I did some bad things... I didn't mean to kill those nurses. A-And those cops.. I was just, just protecting Toby."
There was a pause, as the four turned to look at each other before bursting out laughing, almost hysterical. Making me feel embarrassed.
"You really are pathetic."
Puppeteer bellows as he continues to laugh with the others.
"You think you're here for a punishment of your crimes? Girl you are dumb. We've killed more people than your age."
LJ laughs and makes fun of me. I didn't quite understand what he meant by the last part. I think he meant that, because I'm [Age]. I've lived on earth for [Age] years. Meaning they've killed more people than that number? If that's so, how many more.. What am I going to do.. why won't they stop laughing!
Once their laughter dies down, EJ is the next one to talk after being quiet for a while.
"You're not being punished for your crimes. You're here to teach a lesson to him."
He states, gesturing over to Toby who still leaned against the wall unconscious.
"I...I don't, understand..?"
EJ sighs, grabbing the back of my head harshly by my hair, yanking my head forward, gripping my chin with his other hand, forcing me to look in the direction of Toby.
"Listen carefully. He's here because he's caused some trouble with Slender."
He says, pulling my head more, causing an aching sensation to flow through my neck. It's soon relieved but replaced by a new pain as he yanks my head back, arching my neck.
"We're here to punish him. But what best way to punish someone, than for him to see his lover be harmed."
He chuckles. But his words just made my eyes shoot open as they begin to fill with fluid. When painter mentioned that puppeteer could punish me without touching me. I didn't understand. And I still don't, but hearing these things are making my heart race and my panic grow. Wondering what they're going to do.
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FanfictionJust a simple party with friends can trigger something deep inside of you but this may attract certain attention.