[I saw the reply to Entry #22.]
[I think totheark is trying to get me to go back to the house. I didn't have the chance to check all of the rooms last time. I want to make sure Burgerpants is okay, I don't know what's happening with him.]
It cuts on. The camera is already stationed in the house, handheld and uneven as Sans closes the door behind him, closing off the sunlight from the outdoors. The house is dark and empty, dirty just like before. A flashlight clicks on.
This time, he wastes no energy before immediately going to the nearest door and opening it, leading into a small bedroom. The blankets were thrown onto the floor, and papers with the same symbol from previous entries cloud the wall. Sans scans his surroundings before stopping his flashlight on a pill bottle on the table next to the bed. Drops of blood are next to it.
Sans leaves the room and goes into the next one, finding a bathroom with the same doll as before stationed next to the faucet of the sink and a small rock sitting in it's lap. However, the doll had some more features added to them. The same white skin remained, but now shoulder length brown hair was stuck to the head like a wig. It was wearing a blue and purple stripped shirt and some brown shorts.
The head was entirely covered in blood.
"Great," Sans mumbled, shifting the camera as he pulled it closer to inspect the doll for a moment.
A ruffle of clothing can be heard off camera, and Sans turns it quickly to see Burgerpants, in a mask, retreating back into the hall out of the doorframe.
"Burgerpants, wait!" Sans yells, the camera shaking violently as he starts to c̷̯̝̔ḩ̶̹͛à̵͈s̴̹͑̍ḛ̶̄̈ after him.
The camera is thrown around in a violent manner as Sans runs after the masked cat, running down the hall and out of the front door into the night. It comes to a stop for a moment as Sans moves the camera around, inspecting the sudden night sky.
The buzzing from before starts again as Sans looks around with the camera and flashlight, standing on the street ạ̸͚͘ĺ̴̠̲o̷̬͖̚n̴̩͌é̸̱́.
Ṭ̴̌̑h̵̗͌̒e̷̮̪̕ ̵̲̏̊b̷̤̔u̸̠͑͝z̷͍̅z̷̼̆́ȋ̴̺n̶̢̾͐g̶͈͊ ̸̡̜͝g̸͎͆é̸̡̺t̵̺̦͘͘s̸͕͕͐̾ ̴̳̞̌̔l̷͓̽o̶͙͒ȗ̸͇̝̓d̵̢͚͒͒ë̵̡͜r̸̢̗̔ (The buzzing gets louder)
e̵̡̪̅v̶̼̼̕ẹ̴̑́n̸̳͆ ̸̳͂l̵̖͙̾ô̴̪̟ṵ̴͌d̸̬̘͆̉e̷͖̪͌̚r̷̨̓͋ͅ
e̵̡̪̅v̶̼̼̕ẹ̴̑́n̸̳͆ ̸̳͂l̵̖͙̾ô̴̪̟ṵ̴͌d̸̬̘͆̉e̷͖̪͌̚r̷̨̓͋ͅ
Sans spins around and the flashlight catches view of ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́ ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́ ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́ ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́ ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́ ṯ̸̔̄h̵͙͋̆ë̶̞́ ̶̡̔̂t̵̝͚̊ā̸̯l̵͈̖̿͝ḽ̵̨̀̀ ̸̭̝̃̈́m̴͚̂̑ḁ̷̼͘n̷̘̏̈́-
And then the camera is flying after it's thrown, g̶̞̥͗͆l̸̨̲̂̉ị̴̄͝t̷̲̃ċ̴̟̲̋ḣ̸̞͙͝i̵͉̇̂n̵͖̆g̴̠͉͆͂ before it hits s̷̜̃o̸̞͠m̸̙͊̑ḙ̵͎̌t̸̪͘h̵͇̠̀́ị̶̑n̵͠ͅg̵̪͠ ̷́͜s̸̟͇̏̄o̴̻̩̚̚m̴̼̂ė̴̟̹͗t̸̃̓ͅͅh̵̛̻̠̽i̷̺͎̔͑n̶̝̭̕ḡ̷̟̕ ̷̰͕̊h̵̪̾i̶̧͚͝m̶̗̀̋ ̸̣̬̄̈́h̴̙̀̋i̸̞͒͝m̴̘̯͛̚ ̸̲̾s̷̹̲̾l̸̘͘e̸̩̍̊ͅn̴͇̂̋ḋ̸̖̔ḛ̴̈́̆r̴͕̍͠m̶̛̭̟̋a̴͔̫͌̆n̶̲̜̈́̊ ̴̧̨̓̚t̴̠͉͆h̶̘͙̓e̸̼͑̍ ̸̥͂̚o̸͍̜͊͝p̶̢̯̆̋e̸̯̽r̸͈͑͘å̶͓͝t̷̩̼͊o̴̮̗̎͛r̴̗̂ (something something him him slenderman the operator)
The screen finally clears of glitches again as it lands on the ground, facing the street. Under the streetlights Sans can be seen, quickly becoming smaller in the distance as he takes advantage of throwing the camera for a distraction and books it while he can.
A nice dress shoe steps in front of the camera.
h̷̡̧͊ē̷̻͍͑ ̶̬͓̀w̴̧̝͒̂a̴͇̒s̶͎̕ ̷̧͠h̸̢̉ḯ̸̧̔t̸̢̓͘ ̵͕͛b̸̜̫̎̽ý̵̫ ̶͇͜͝t̸̳̦̆̕h̴͔̙͒e̷̡̛̥ ̸̳̐̃c̶̣͋ȁ̶͍́ͅm̷͇̂e̶̯͓̓r̵̞̻̎̈́a̶̮̭͑ ̶̨́i̸̖̻̋͂s̸͖̫͂ ̸̱̣̿͑h̴̡̠̒̑e̷̦͗ ̸̠͊ḿ̷̥͖a̷͎̹͛d̷͇̔̃ ̷͙̤̽̊ṃ̶͔̀ă̷̧ḑ̴̛̀ ̶͑͜m̷̛̙̲a̷̝̙̋d̷̹̀̓?̷̱̥͒
The screen goes black.
[I had parked my car a block away just in case I had been followed, which it looks like I was.]
[I drove straight home, I never went back to go pick up the camera. I found it on my bed when I got home. They somehow made it to my house before I did.]
[It's completely busted. I won't be able to record any new videos on it, the inside is fried. I don't really care though. If I hadn't yeeted the camera, I'm not so sure I would have made it out alive. I'm not even convinced hitting the guy with the camera did much to him, I think he just let me go to humor me or for some other reason.]
[That was the first time I saw him in real life that I remember. I'm done with this.]
[Burgerpants attacked me before and led me straight to the stalker guy. I'm not sure if he's even Burgerpants when he's wearing that mask of his.]
[I don't want to be involved anymore. I'm destroying all of my cameras.]
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Marble Hornets x UnderTale
FanfictionA series of entries about a film a certain robot had been working on. But then, something went wrong. Very wrong.
