Twenty-First Chapter

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Bree's POV

"Slender?" I said, knocking on his office. "Come in," he said. "What do you need?" he asks. "Could I stay in Carley and Emjai's room?" I asked. Being short, having a taller person in front of me is scary, so I couldn't get out what I needed. "Yes, would you like if I put another bed and dresser in there for you?" he said, typically reading my mind. 

"Y-Yes, sir," I said, my fear making me stutter. "No need to be afraid, you're part of the family now," he said. I still couldn't stop shaking. "I-It's not that, I just don't like being around tall people," I said, cursing at myself for stuttering again.

~After Slender put the new bed and dresser inside Emjai's and Carley's room~

"Thank you Slender," I say. "No problem, child. You guys call me if you need anything," Slender said, to all three of us. Slender then left the room. "Hey, I need to go to my house and pack. I'll be back," I said, moving into the T.V. 

Emjai's POV

"So, what are we going to do?" I ask Carley. "Truth or dare!" she says. "Sure," I said. We played for like an hour, where we started to get bored from playing it. "Truth, or, dare." Carley said. "Truth," I said. "Who do you like?" she asked. Things started to get real. "I'll only tell you if you tell me," I say, hoping she'll drop the question. "Alright," she said. F*ck. I didn't wanna tell her. "J-J-Jeff..." I wisphered, hoping she didn't hear. 

"I KNEW IT!! I SHIP!!!" she yelled, hoping off of her bed and jumping up and down. "Now you need to tell me yours," I say, waiting for a response. Almost immediately after I said that, she said, "No one, yet." D*mmit. She doesn't like anyone. I mean, it's hard for anyone to get her to like them. She's a hard to crack egg. {Weird analogy, I know.}

~After another hour~

"I'm back guys!" Bree said, coming through the T.V. with ONE bag. The bag was a big one though. "Took you long enough," Carley said, snickering. "Anyone wanna play Mario Kart?" she asked, pulling out a Wii system. "Sure," Carley and I said. "I WANNA PLAY!" Ben said, coming through the door. "D*mn, you're like halfway across the mansion. How did you hear us?" Carley asked. "I can always hear when someone talks about a game," he said.

"Sure, yeah, you can play." Bree said, not looking up from setting up the gaming system. I was scared. I heard from Jeff that he cheats in Mario Kart. Well, I could hear Jeff yelling at Ben for cheating. "No cheating. Or you won't be playing." Carley sternly said. "Y-Yes," Ben said, looking scared.

~After a few rounds~

"D*mmit Carley! How are you so good?!" Bree, Ben, and I said. "I told you already, I started doing Mario Kart at like age 5." she said. She won the 10th time this night! Ben even started to cheat, but she still beat him! "Children, you should go to bed. It's almost 4 AM," Slender walked in. "One more round..." Carley said. "NO!" we said. "Alright..." she said. "Goodnight everyone," Slender said, walking out with Ben. 

We all got into our beds to go to sleep. Except for Carley, she left the room. I knew where she was going. Outside. Bree was already fast asleep. So I snuck out the room, and the mansion was quiet. No yelling, no screaming, no laughing, no anything. You could literally hear a pin drop. I walked over to the mansion door. I brought my knife, just in case. Well, I brought like 3.

I opened the mansion door and immediately smelt blood. I looked up and there was Carley. Being carried away by HIM. Her mouth was covered with some type of material. She was crying. I couldn't stand my best friend like that. I sneakily walked up to him and slashed him in the leg. "Slender! HE'S here!" I told him inside my mind. He didn't respond, but almost everyone came out the mansion doors.

HE walked away before any of them attacked. The last glimpse I had of Carley, was her passing out. I don't think I could ever forgive myself for letting her go like that. I broke down, on the wet grass, bawling. "C-Carley..." I said. "I-I hope y-you're going t-to be o-okay,"

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