Promise

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Red. Thick crimson liquid seeped out from the mangled corpse that lay sprawled across the forest floor in front of me, staining the thin blades of grass that cushioned the lifeless body. Letting a tired sigh escape my mouth, I turned my gaze away from the bloody mess in-front of me and focused on the sky. It was slowly fading from pastel pink into a deep sea blue signalling that night would soon be here. I reached a gloved hand down to tear my rusty hatchet from the skull of my dead victim. With a bit of effort I finally managed to wrench the blade free from the wound, the force of the pull splattered a small amount of blood onto my pale face and already blood stained hoodie. The smell or the sight was enough to make a normal persons stomach churn in disgust, but it didn't bother me. It never did. This was just another regular day for me. Wake up, kill until the day was over and be back before midnight. That was just life for a killer like me.

Twigs, branches and leaves crunched and snapped under my boots as I made my way back to the house. There wasn't any point in being quiet with my footsteps since no one ever comes into the woods at this time. The only thing I have to worry about is one of the others stealing a potential kill. I thought as I continued with my short journey. By now the sky had fully changed to dark blue and the night air was becoming cold. The bright stars that would usually shine hid behind a thick blanket of clouds that infested the dark sky, even blocking the light of the moon. To pass the time, I absentmindedly picked at the spots of dried blood that decorated the sharp blade of my hatchet. My mouth guard was still covering half of my face, shielding my identity whilst also keeping out the cold from the harsh winds that had just began to blow. The wind rustled through my already messy hair making me look more rugged than I actually was. Finally I caught sight of the tall derelict building that I've come to call my home. I made my way up the porch pausing for only a moment before pushing the front door open.

"Looks like twitchy is finally back from his killing spree! I was hoping you'd be gone longer to be honest! HAHAHAHAHAHA!!" My face immediately scrunched up as I stepped into the house and heard the insanely annoying voice of none other than Jeff the killer. "Did you miss me~? Trick question! Of course you missed me!" He said whilst grinning widely in my direction. I rolled my eyes at his stupid comment and made my way over to the sofa where I proceeded to clean and sharpen my hatchets, making sure they were in good condition for the next time I killed someone. If Jeff keeps on annoying me then it won't be too long. My point was quickly proven as I felt the cushion of the sofa sink under the weight of someone else. It was Jeff...of course. "Awwwwww don't give me the silent treatment Rogers, I was only joking!!!!!!" He whined whilst trying to grab my hatchet from my left hand. I smacked his leathery hand away before he could reach it and scoffed at his childish behaviour. "D-don't even l-lay a finger o-on my hatchets or I'll k-kill you in a h-heartbeat!" I said threateningly whilst glaring daggers at him. The comment only caused his permanent smile to grow.

"Oohhhhh I'm so s-s-scared!" The way he mocked my stutter made my fists clench in anger and my blood boil but before I had a chance to start anything EJ came round the corner holding what I assumed to be a half eaten kidney in his hand. "Will you two please stop arguing so loudly? Your giving me a headache."

"Your no fun anymore EJ." Jeff mumbled as he pouted like a toddler and moved to another spot in the living room. EJ let out a tired sigh at Jeff's annoyingness and sat at the kitchen table. "Anyway, didn't you hear the news?" He asked, his voice slightly muffled by his mask.

"N-no why, w-what's happening?" I said before pulling down my face mask to make my voice clearer.

"Slender is bringin-"

"SLENDERMAN IS BRINGING BACK A NEW KILLER AND IT COULD BE SOME SUPER HOT GIRL!!!!" Poor EJ was quickly cut off by an over excited Ben that had just burst through the TV, leaving tiny pixels and particles following behind him. "Piss off Zelda, if it's a girl then she definitely won't want any attention from you!" Jeff spat whilst glaring at the short blonde boy.

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