IX. Daddy's Home!

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When we returned home Sally and I gathered all of the materials and took them outside. Masky and Hoodie brought the cot outside and helped me take it apart Sally sprayed the frame while I took the mattress and began to stuff it with more bedding and sew the new pattern to it. I took the extra fabric and bedding and began to sew the teddy bear together. I gave it to Sally while the guys put the cot back together and moved it into Sally's room. By the end of it all I was exhausted while everyone else was energetic. It was only eight but I was ready for bed. I made my way to Sally's room and went to sleep. When I awoke it was about seven in the morning. I was the only one awake on this floor and so I went downstairs and made myself a bowl of cereal. When I finished, I went to knock on Slender's office door. He answered on the second knock.

"I have been expecting you Kylie. I wanted to talk to you about furnishing your room today. Your items from your previous living space have been moved and wait for you in one of the empty downstairs rooms."

"Thank you Slender. I would like to furnish my own room as well. It would be nice to see something other than pink. It is not my favorite color in the world."

"Yes, I understand."

So we talked for a while about how my room was to be furnished.

When we finished speaking about my room, the proxies got to work.

"Now on to more pressing matters. I have been able to contact Offenderman. He is to visit soon. The others are not very happy about this, so please so be careful when talking about the subject."

I nodded my ahead and left the room. I had a few hours to kill before my room would be finished. I wanted to go out on a spree with someone, but I wasn't allowed to leave until Father came to visit. Why was he such a hated man? I wished to know but decided to hold my tongue. Slender told me to be careful so I would try to avoid the subject. I walked into the kitchen to find someone raiding the fridge. I stood watching the stranger intrigued. He emerged from the fridge holding a pinkish bloody object. He had a black hoodie on with the hoo?d pulled up. His skin was black as coal and he wore a blue mask with a black tar like substance seeping from the eyes.

"What is that?"

He held up the object, "What? This? It's a Kidney. Everyone brings 'em home for me when they go out on a spree."

I watched him wondering what he was to do with the organ. It seemed rude to ask. He lifted his mask to reveal his mouth. He lifted the kidney to it and took a bite. He must have noticed my interest and offered me a bite.

"What does it taste like?"

"I don't know how to describe it."

He pulled a scalpel from his pocket, cut a piece off, and handed it to me. I placed the organ into my mouth and was suprised at the taste. It was delicious!

"Good isn't it."

"It's absolutely wonderful!"

"Finally someone who can understand fine cuisine."

"What is your name good sir?"

"Eyeless Jack but you can call me E.J."

"Thank you for the new experience E.J."

"Welcome. There's always some in the fridge so help yourself."

I smiled as I turned and walked back into the parlor. There was a male sitting on the sofa playing a game on a console, neither of which I had ever seen before.

I cocked my head to the side, "What game is this?"

"Legend of Zelda: Majora's Mask."

"And the console?"

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