Tell me a Story.

Old friends

A/N; And so, 8 years after the last chapter, Clem finally decided to get off her butt and write a Chapter.

Sally's eyes opened slowly. She was in her soft bed, her many pillows and stuffed animals next to her. Yet, when she looked to her left, there were no birds greeting her with their songs. The smell of bacon and eggs that she was used to waking up to had disappeared.. Her waking was welcomed with a dark and eerie room. It had her toys and bed, and her beanie bag, But the love that the room was filled with was no longer there, but replaced with uneasiness. A knock sounded at her door. She drew her attention away from the aura of the room, slowly walking over to the door, turning the cold knob. She opened it to see Ben standing there, sheepishly twiddling his thumbs.

"Hi, Ben." Sally Smiled. 

"Hey, Sally." Ben murmured.

"Oh come on," Said an impatient voice. Jeff trudged out of the Bathroom, brushing his teeth. 

He spit the Toothpaste in his mouth onto the ground. Sally looked at him with a disgusted look on her face. Jeff shrugged. "We need to go soon, so we don't have time to play around."

Sally looked down the hallway to see if anyone else was awake now. "Where is everyone?"

"Asleep." Jeff said simply. 

"Sally raised an eyebrow. "So, why are we awake?"

Jeff already started to head down the stairs.

Sally turned to Ben. "Do you know why..?"

Ben shrugged slowly. "Nope, he just told me to wake you up while he gets ready."

Sally frowned and headed down the stairs after Jeff, not saying goodbye to Ben.

"We're here," Sally heard Jeff's rough voice say. She peeked her small, wounded head outside of the harsh bushes. She narrowed her eyes. "This place.. Looks familiar."

Jeff grunted. "No shit. This is where you woke up, remember?"

Sally's eyes widened in realization. "Oh! I didn't even realize."

Jeff squinted, not responding to the 8 year old. "There," he murmured, pointing his knife in the direction of a lump in the middle of the pathway. Still crouching, he hurried over to the lump.

Sally, however, remained hesitant. Jeff glanced at her. "Get over here, Sally." He grunted. "I want you to see this."

Sally hesitantly made her way over to Jeff and the black lump. Jeff stared at the lump, which now appeared to be a person, with cold, dead eyes. 

Sally crouched next to him, pressing her cold dead fingers onto the person crumpled in the path. "Who is it..?" The tiny girl whispered.

Jeff remained silent, only moving his hand to uncover the face of the person.

"Oh... my God..." Sally whispered.

In front of her was a man, beaten to a bloody pulp. One of his eyes were gouged out, leaving his cheek a bloody mess. His nose was twisted in an irregular way, Skin gashed and bruised. Not one inch of this man's face wasn't a disgusting bloody wound.

Sally forced herself to look away, but not because of the gore.

Jeff stuffed his pale hand inside of the mans mouth, the corpse's bloody, chipped teeth scraping against his skin. He paused for a while; but then pulled his hand out of the man's mouth slowly, fingers gripped on a bloody slip of paper the size of the fortune in a fortune cookie.

"This is our guy," The young killer growled.

"Johnny Williams" 

The paper read. Sally glanced at the paper, and her stomach dropped as she realized her suspisions were proven to be true. This man, under the blood and bruises, was her Uncle, her Kin..

Her murderer.

Jeff snapped her out of her horrified thoughts. "Looks like your Daddy didn't take too well to the news," He grunted, raising his eyebrow.

"What do you mean?" Sally whispered, fearing for her Father.

"Looks like your Dad is the one who killed Johnny. After he learned who caused your death, and why, he went nuts." Jeff was studying the back of the slip, eyes, surprisingly showing a bit of interest."

"Is daddy going to be okay?" Sally questioned, her voice quivering.

"Yeah, he's fine." Jeff stated. Sally felt a rush of pure relief flood over her, calming her nerves somewhat.

"If you think that Prison for life is okay." He said unemotionally. "2nd degree murder."

Sally's eyes widened."Daddy, no.."

Jeff frowned. "There's worse things in life, Sally. You'll get over it."

Sally lowered her eyes, not wanting to seem weak. "I guess..."

Suddenly a grunt sounded from Uncle Johnny. Jeff growled. "Head back to Slender Mansion Sally. Follow the path." Sally nodded, not wanting to be seen by her Uncle. She pelted down the path, heart racing. She listened only for a while to hear what Jeff said.

"Get up, you sick fuck." The sound of a foot hitting skin.