Tale of a Slenderman Proxy_Shadowed Night

Ⓧ Chapter 12 Ⓧ

Darkness filled a small room, hiding whatever lay in it. The only real source of illumination came from softball sized orbs of crimson light. The red glow of the orbs sluggishly floated about the space, casting a soft red glow on solid objects whenever they got close enough to one. In the center of the room, an unconscious body lay against a large mass of what seemed to be blankets. The familiar figure of Night stirred against the puffy blankets, sinking more into them with each move. A minute after the restless rolling ceased, Night's eyes blink open to be greeted by a ball of red light. It wasn't bright enough to effect her eyes, so she gazed at it with a mix of confusion and awe. Her eyes narrow as the ball just hovers over her and she reaches her right hand up to touch it. Her slim fingers pass through the light and the light shows no sign of distortion or temperature change. Night sighs in relief at the confirmation of harmless orbs surrounding her. I guess I'm glad it didn't fry my hand.

Night rolled to her left to get out of the comfortable embrace of the plush fleece blankets that were beneath her. Once making contact with the ground, a gasp escaped Night's mouth at the shockingly cold ground. She jumped up quickly and stumbled back a bit, her body still off balance from sleep. Letting out a breath and slouching a bit, Night rubs her sock covered toes against the floor to feel the texture. She shuddered a bit at the cold temperature being absorbed by her toes through her socks. The flooring felt smooth and hard, obviously tile. "Ha, not like the wooden floors at Slender's mansion." She breathes out as she speaks. Night tries to peer around the dark room to find the walls and hopefully a door. There better be a god damn door in here. Night's thoughts hiss. She walks slowly towards one of the red orbs with her arms stretched out to feel for a wall. Her hands neared the light and when her fingertips passed it only a tad bit, they brushed against a solid surface.

Groping the wall as she slides her feet against the ground to move (and hopefully avoid stubbing any toes), Night feels around hoping to come in contact with a door or different texture on the wall of some kind. After what was probably a half minute of awkwardly shuffling around the borders of the room, Night's hand rubs against a cool, rounded object. Her mind immediately processes it as a doorknob and grabs it and twists. To her satisfaction, it turns and she pushes it open. The door is now pushed open completely to reveal a hallway. The hallway is still dark, but not as dark as the room she left. She can make out the outline of picture frames hanging on the gray walls in front of her. Also as perceived in the hallway, there are lights floating about just like inside the room, except these lights are green.

Night closes the door slowly and quietly, the full realization of being in an unknown place sparking her mind. She looks to her right down the hall and sees that it gets quickly darker down that way. Okay, lets not walk towards the pitch black area. She then looks to her left and that way definitely looks more promising. There is more light, actual light instead of orbs, as the hall proceeds to the left. As Night walks down the hallway towards the light, she keeps her body close to the left side of the hallway and keeps her hand against the wall as she steps forth. At the end of the hallway that she was walking towards, is a door and another hall that leads to the right. Night gulps as she nears the end more and more. She had never been a big fan of corners thanks to horror games. It was just so classic to get to a corner and turn and then get attacked unexpectedly by something that was around the corner. I don't even have my chain on me... and there's no way in hell I can use any shadows around here. She thinks, panicking slightly as she comes to terms with the fact she has no way to protect herself (well, other than her own strength but that is useless if whatever she faces proves stronger than she is).

Finally, Night makes it to the end of the hall and as fast as she can shoots her eyes to her right. To her relief, she doesn't see any out of place figure or creature at all. Just a much, much brighter room. Actually, the hall opens up to a large room, kind of like the large opening area of Slender's mansion. Except the floors seems to actually be marble and the walls are a soft rain cloud type of gray with a white trim running along the bottom close to the white painted three inch in height Victorian style baseboards. Taking a breath, Night begins to turn to head down the new hallway when suddenly she feels weight down on the top of her head. She shrieks in surprise and spins around to face whatever could have touched her. "Woah, I've never scared you that bad before, shorty." Night's body loosens up at the warmth of this male's voice but blinks her eyes in confusion. She recognizes the voice and this person, but not from after losing her memory.