Snitches Die in Ditches

Chapter 2: Welcome to the Slender Mansion

Ben left his room to report to the dining room where the Boss wanted to see them at. As Ben opened the door, he saw a sea of people wander down the hall. “Holy shit, how many people live here?”

You see, Ben lives in a house, which is referred to as the Slender Mansion which is located out in the middle of the woods, filled with many occupants. But as you probably already know, these aren't your average people. These people, and things are known as Creepypastas. Creepypastas, to summon it up, are murderers and monsters who prey upon humans. The Slender Mansion is their safe haven since they are always being hunted down by the government.

“How were Jeff and Sally able to get through all of these people?” Ben said, leaning against his door, looking up to the people who walked by, due to his height.

“Hello Ben, why are you standing around?” a boy around Ben's height said as he slowly made a stop right by him. He wore gray clothing along with a gray hat that was worn backward and had gray skin. Both he and Ben have red blood dripping from their eyes.

“Oh hey Silver, surprised to see you here,” Ben made a small wave gesture

“Ben, you know I don't like being called Silver, it's Lost Silver,” Lost Silver said, who probably would be crossing his arms if he had any.

“I know I know, I was just messing around, but for real, I didn't expect you to be around so many people,” Ben said, crossing his arms as he leaned against the door.

“I'm surprised myself, but Slenderman wants to see us so I listened to what he said, but by the time I got out of my room, the hallways were filling up,” Lost Silver said in his casual hushed voice

“I bet it's going to be one of those meetings where Slendy just dumps everything on the proxies and everyone throws their knife at them. Toby says that he really doesn't like those type of meetings.” Ben said

“You may be right, do you mind if we can go to the meeting together? I don't like being around all these people,”

“Yeah sure buddy,” Ben said as the two boys began to walk with the sea of murderers.
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“The hell? I thought that this was going to be one of those small meetings, not literally every pasta in existence!” Ben gasped as he looked across the overpopulated room.

There were only a few seats at the dining table, about thirty seats and those thirty were taken up.

“I never thought there were so many people who lived here, I feel so uncomfortable,” Lost Silver said.

There was a bunch of loud chatter in the room, with the most famous topics of “why is there so many people here?”, “what is meeting about, we just had one last week?” and the occasional “Jeff shut up,” which caused Ben to chuckle. “It makes me wonder, why does Slenderman want to call a meeting? Now that I think about it, I don't think half of these Creepypastas  live here,” Lost Silver asked, causing Ben’s face to frown.

“Hello,”

Ben wondered why was there so many people in the room, he could even see some people stand outside the room in the hallways.

”Hello,”

Why did Slenderman call a meeting?

“Excuse me!”

And why did Jeff say that Slenderman was upset?

“Hey, all you m-motherfuckers! Masky is trying to get your god-d-damn attention but it seems like there's a bunch asses who don't wan-n-na shut their mouths!”A boy wearing orange lens goggles and a mouth guard screamed out.  It was at this moment where everyone in the room lifted their heads and stared straight into the boy's eyes.

“Nice one Toby, now everyone in this room wants you dead! But hey, thanks for grabbing their attention!” A man in a white mask, Masky, said as he stared down unto the previous speaker, Toby. There were four people standing in front of the room, each of them with masks covering their face.

“Anyways, I'm sure you are all wondering why the hell we are all here, well the Boss has some news.” Masky began. “Okay so we've all been killing a lot, haven't we? Actually, this year marks the highest number of people we have killed, so congratulations I guess. Well, the government has been trying to crack down our whereabouts as they watch the number of people murdered percentage rise, so that is not good.” the room began to be filled with murmurs. “ So, the Boss wants us to lay down some rules for you guys so that we can live in ‘peace’ for another year,” Masky said air quoting on “peace”. Masky inhaled, knowing what he said would get himself killed “The first rule, stay low when you are outside of the Slender Woods, and that's if you only need food or water to survive, but check with us first, we can hook you up with food. The second rule, if you guys want to go outside the Slender Woods, you need to take one other pasta with you.”

“Why are you treating us like kids!” Jeff screamed from the other side of the room.

“Shut up Jeff, it's not my rules, so if you a problem go to Slenderman and see what he can do to ‘help’ you” was all Masky said, ”The last rule, no killing under any circumstances until you are informed to do so.” At this point, half of the room started rioting while the others screamed out questions.

“Cong-gratulations Masky, you bought a one-way tic-ticket to getting your ass killed! You cou-ould have tried to br-reak it easier to them!” Toby snickered

“Toby please not now, Hoodie, do you have any ideas on how to calm them down?”

A man wearing a yellow hoodie and a ski mask with two red stitched on eyes accompanied by a red stitched frown shrugged.

“Hey guys if you want to know how you can possibly still keep on killing, then you better listen up, ‘cause this the only time I'm saying this!” a girl with a white hoodie with some black stains wearing a white mask with black stains called out. The room once again fell silent.

“Thank you, Kate,” Masky sighed in relief

“No problem, I'll take it from here” Kate smiled. “Alright, so Slenderman is aware that some of you need to kill in order to survive. Let's say, Eyeless Jack, he needs to eat kidneys or else we all are his next meal, correct? Well pastas like EJ can go out, with someone of course, and collect as many kidneys as they can within an hour. So if you absolutely need to kill someone so that you may live, you are allowed. As for pastas who don't kill, such as Sally and Ben who only haunt, well you guys get to accompany pastas such as EJ.” A hand quickly went up

“Yes, Jane?”

“What about us that do kill? What do we do in the meantime till everything blows over?” Jane asked

“You must stay within the Slender Woods or Zalgo’s realm,” Kate said quickly, she knew that everyone was upset and that they'd take out their anger on the four proxies. Slenderman always does this to them. When something major happens, he puts all the pressure on them, never himself. Just one of the many things about being a proxy, something that she really hates. Kate can sometimes almost feel what it was like to… no. Kate doesn't think about her old life. This is her new life. A “better” life as Toby tells his fellow proxies. Kate knows better than to believe in that.

Masky looked over at the younger girl and noticed that she was upset. He then looked over to his dear friend Hoodie who stood there blankly staring at Kate and Toby, but Masky could tell something was wrong with him. He then looked over at Toby, whose eyes wandered around the room, Toby was bored. Hard to notice a person's emotions while they are hiding their face, right? Well, the proxies have learned over time to understand each other by not facial expressions. They can sense each other's emotions since they had faced some cruel things together. To them, they're the only family they got left. And this one is worth protecting.

Masky looked at Kate and nodded, letting her know he'll take over. “Alright meetings over. Any questions or concerns regarding the rules now go all to Slenderman and remember, He's always watching.”