"Legend tells of a supernatural being called the Slender Man, but we know him as Slenderman. Some say that Slenderman's as tall as the trees in his forest, others that he can be the same height as an ordinary man. He wears a well pressed black suit and tie, adorned with black dress shoes."
"So he's just a really tall prude."
"Shh!"
"What? He sounds pretty normal to me."
"That's where you're wrong Nick. Slenderman is everything but. His skin is pure white, and he has hundreds of slimy, black tentacles that can sprout from his back at will. But worst of all—he has no face."
"Oh come on. You guys don't really believe this bull, right?"
"Whether or not you believe is your choice. But there is overwhelming evidence that he truly exists. Ancient artifacts, personal testimonies, videos and pictures...even news broadcasts."
"That's right...I heard about those girls in Wisconsin."
"They stabbed their friend a bunch of times...said they were making her an offering."
"...fine then. Let's say he is real. What can he do to us?"
"Well, according to the lore, Slendy preys mostly on children, but he won't spare anyone who gets lost in his forest. Us older kids will get these huge migraines and be disoriented, sometimes go insane. But we'll always know he's nearby when we hear a loud ringing sound in our ears. Once that happens...it's already too late. We're sitting ducks."
"I call bullshit."
"Nick, there's no way you can say that he's not real. Doesn't he leave symbols and notes and stuff in the area Reese?"
"I don't think so. That's how it works in the game, but I haven't read anything like that in the stories. The only exception would be the footage from marble hornet's channel."
"That's all it is, just dumb urban legends. What are they called, creppypasta's?"
"Uh-huh. But who's to say he's not really out there? Anyone who's gotten close hasn't come back alive. In fact...I think we're in the forest right now. His forest."
"What?"
A deft ringing sounded from the distance.
"W-woah...do you guys hear that?"
"Hear what?"
"That! I know you hear that Nick!"
"Christ Miria, you know you scare easily. You're imagining things."
"No...I hear it too."
"Not you too Alvah."
"I hear it a bit louder now. I thought something was weird before but...I didn't want to say anything..."
"O-oh my goodness. Travis heard it long before we did...Risa what's going on?"
"I don't know...but I'm getting a headache."
"Cut that out Reese."
"Cut what out?"
"Stop shitting me dammit. I know it's you trying to prank us again."
A throbbing chill crept into the air.
"Nick, I swear this isn't me doing this, I swear."
"I-it's getting louder."
"God that—sound!"
"My head's pounding!"
"Risa!"
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BEN Drowned {Disconnected}
FantasyWelcome to the religious little town of Amphele, home to the lost and forgotten and the center of your endless curiosity. You are the mayor's spirited youngest daughter, a bubbly hyperbomb of artistic talent with an insatiable love for all things cr...