4-The Master*

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  Hoodie stops infront of a huge door and throws me down. I land on my butt with a "oof" sound and get to my feet while glaring at a laughing Hoodie.

  I stick my tounge out at him childishly then face the door. "So do I just enter... or what?" I ask, unsure.

  "just enter." He smirks. "I already told him you were coming.

  I shrug and enter.

  But then immediately learn my lesson as a loud static erupts into my ears.

  I fall down to my knees, with a loud scream coming from deep withen. The sound of yelling is heard slightly, but not loud enough to be heard through the static and my scream.

  Tears stream down my face in pain and I hold the sides of my head as my screams become silent, as my throat begins to hurt.

  As it cools down to a dull, bearable, sound in the back of my head, I remove my hands from ears noticing specks of blood. I quickly rub the tears off my face and stand to my feet panicly looking around as my ears ring loudly.

  Then I see a huge man. His skin was completely white, and he was wearing an elegant black suit. His black tie untied and hanging loosely. The worse thing is, he has no face.

  My eyes widen and he kneels down to my hight. Gently stroking the top of my shaking form, slightly messing up my hair.

  "I'm sorry child, please calm down. I didn't know who you was but your aura is powerful and I felt threatened. Don't worry, Brian is going to be punished." He speaks, almost as he was in my head. I also connect the dots that Hoodie's real name must be Brian.

  I nod my head, mentally writing a note to get back at Hoodie for this and wipe my tears more carefully, making sure to get them all.

  "My name is Slenderman please sit down. I have a few questions to ask." He motions to a chair infront of the desk as he walks to a large red one behind it.

  I nervously sit down and glance around the room.

  He chuckles and sits in his elegant red office chair.

  "My child, I can read minds." He calmly states and folds his hands infront of him and leans on them. "Now, time to get to business. I am going to ask you a few questions and you will answer them with full honesty."

  "Yes sir." I respond in a nervous voice and sit in the chair across from him.

  "Alright, we will start out simple." He sighs and leans back and grabs a folder and a pen. "How old are you?"

  "Seventeen." I respond, his hand moves, as if marking it with a check.

  "How long have you been Seventeen?" He says, a joking tone with it. I roll my eyes.

  "A long time. And yes, I sparkle." He chuckles at my response.

  "Do you have a family?" He asks, now serious once more.

  "Yes." I whisper. "Sorta."

  "What do you mean 'Sorta'? What happened?"

  I look down and rub my arm. "Honestly?" I ask and he nods his head once. I sigh. "I killed them."

  "What weapon, or weapons did you use?"

  "Umm." I close my eyes and look back.
 
   I snap down on his neck and bite his jugular

  I quickly snap my sister's neck

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