Training Killers

Training Killers

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Hi, I'm Slenderman. But you can call me Slendy. Not Slendsy, not Slenderp, Slendy. If you call me one of those other names, I'll kill you. Anyways, I've begun to notice that everyone here at my mansion have no self control when it comes to their killing. So, I'm going to set up a little game for them. Everyone will have their own unique punishment if they lose. The winner will not have to deal with any punishment, and will be able to do whatever they want for an entire day. I think that's enough for now, I'll see you in the book! Oh, and, don't turn around.
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***This story is told completely through Toby's POV*** My life has stopped... I was supposed to keep training. I was supposed to keep developing the skills that it took to be the slenderman's proxy. I was supposed to be there for Sally when she couldn't sleep. I was supposed to be between Jeff and Ben while they tried to show me a movie I could never sit still long enough for. I was supposed to be standing in front of Masky while he yelled at me about my carelessness. I was supposed to be there to receive Hoodie's reassuring smile. I was supposed to be with them... but I'm not. Something horrible happened to me...

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