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Chapter 7

-A Few Weeks Later-

        You roll over in bed to watch Toby as he slept. It was your birthday, but you purposely didn’t tell anyone because you didn’t want them to go to any great lengths for you. As you watched Toby, you thought, “He is really cute when he sleeps….scratch that, he’s cute and hot all the time, especially when he’s asleep.” You crawled out of bed, heading into the bathroom to take a shower, thinking about random things. You turned on the water, noticing that Toby had been nice enough to get you the big fluffy towels you liked so much down from the cabinets, and they were already set out on the counter. As you washed your hair though, you heard loud bangs and and what sounded like muffled yells. You sighed, realizing that it was stupid to think that you’d get any time for peaceful relaxation in that house, and got out, draping a towel around you as you opened the door, saying “What in the hell is going on out here?” Toby and Ben stopped dead in their tracks as they were carrying a big box. “Uh n-n-noth...,” Toby started to say before Ben interrupted, “Getting this stuff to Slenderman. He’s asked us to get in down from the attic for him.” Then both of them noticed you were wearing nothing but a towel, and as you started to see them blush,, you slammed the door, blushing yourself as you slid down the door to sit on the floor.

        After a few minutes, you finally felt calmer, so you got dressed and left the bathroom, heading to the armory to grab your bow for some shooting practice. As you pulled it out of the display case, you heard more yelled, so you ran into the kitchen to see Jeff and EJ fighting over something. You laughed softly as you said “Hey guys, is everything ok in here?” Both of them jumped when they heard you, blushing a bit and telling you everything was fine. You noticed they were stuttering a bit as you went out to the shooting range in the backyard. It seemed so quiet….a little too quiet for a place filled with Creepypastas, but you couldn’t help but smile at the chance for some peace and quiet as you started to practicing your aim with your bow.

        You stopped practicing when you noticed the sun was starting to go down, and as you came in through the front door, you noticed it was waaaaaay to quiet. You immediately notched an arrow, checking the entire house for intruders. When you found none, you went to your room to see if Slender or Toby had left a note, and you found that they had along with a map. You opened the note, reading it aloud as you tried to figure out what was going on. 

                        “(y/n),

                                Solve the riddle, and there you shall find us.

                                Though my gray beginnings are not so pretty,

                                I grow quite well into my beauty.

                                Alabaster white or black as night,

                                My grace is known world wide.

                                I may make my home in the chilly Arctic, 

                                I'm also known well down under,

                                From North America to South America I may be known to trumpet.

                                As a female I may Pen my name, 

                                While the males may prefer to pick at a Cob.

                                But near or far my beauty is known by lore and by myth.

                                You may find me where the waters stand still?

                                What am I and where am I?

                        -S. & T.”

        You sat down on the bed thinking it out. “Hmmm...Alabaster white or black as night….near or far my beauty is known by lore and by myth...a swan…and with the waters stand still...a lake...Swan Lake!” you proclaimed as you grabbed your things and ran out of the house, “That’s not that far from here!” As you ran out into the forest heading towards the lake, you couldn’t help but wonder what it is your insane family was doing.

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