Ты walk into a forest,
a flashlight in your hand,
Ты tiptoe on and off the trail,
being as quiet as Ты can.
It's the middle of the night,
stars are scattered across the sky.
Crickets sing their eerie tune
and from дерево to дерево bats fly.
Your Друзья dared Ты to go in here,
the reward being a fifty-dollar bill
Ты took one glance at the trees
and scoffed, "Ha! Of course I will!"
At that time Ты were confident,
feeling courageous and strong,
but now Ты feel this task is too easy,
and Ты realize something is wrong.
Ты stop on the gravel path,
and tune into your mind,
Ты know this is some sort of test,
but the Вопрос is, What kind?
Ты Переместить into thicker woods,
and stumble across a note,
Ты read it over carefully
and place it in your tote.
An uneasy pressure
builds up in your head.
Ты shake it off, don't let it bug you
and continue on instead.
In a small building, Ты find another,
and place it with the first,
however, the messages on them
make Ты fear for the worst.
Ты continue on through the underbrush,
but something is still unclear.
Why would your Друзья give so much,
for just six hours in here?
The pressure becomes еще insistent,
and eventually it becomes too much to bear.
Why do I feel this way, Ты wonder,
and who's that standing over there?
Ты squint into the darkness,
slightly in a daze,
to see a tall man wearing a suit,
BUT HE HAS NO FACE!
Ты let a scream escape your throat,
and begin to sprint away,
your сердце thunders like a drum,
and within минуты Ты lead yourself astray.
Ты seek shelter in a concrete tunnel,
your breath coming out in gasps,
Ты desperately wonder,
How much longer will I last?!
After a couple hours,
all seems calm and well,
Ты cautiously walk out,
and make a dash for the hills.
Ты keep your head turned forwards,
not daring to look back,
Ты check to your left for a just a moment,
and Ты run into something-SMACK!
Ты fall back onto the gravel,
your flashlight rolling away,
Ты open your eyes the widest Ты can,
and what Ты see puts Ты in dismay.
The tall figure is standing over you,
Ты can't move; you're paralyzed by fear
the last words Ты scream are:
"I wish I had never come here!"
In the last moments of your life,
on your last dying breath,
why would your friends, if they are really friends
lead Ты to your death?
a flashlight in your hand,
Ты tiptoe on and off the trail,
being as quiet as Ты can.
It's the middle of the night,
stars are scattered across the sky.
Crickets sing their eerie tune
and from дерево to дерево bats fly.
Your Друзья dared Ты to go in here,
the reward being a fifty-dollar bill
Ты took one glance at the trees
and scoffed, "Ha! Of course I will!"
At that time Ты were confident,
feeling courageous and strong,
but now Ты feel this task is too easy,
and Ты realize something is wrong.
Ты stop on the gravel path,
and tune into your mind,
Ты know this is some sort of test,
but the Вопрос is, What kind?
Ты Переместить into thicker woods,
and stumble across a note,
Ты read it over carefully
and place it in your tote.
An uneasy pressure
builds up in your head.
Ты shake it off, don't let it bug you
and continue on instead.
In a small building, Ты find another,
and place it with the first,
however, the messages on them
make Ты fear for the worst.
Ты continue on through the underbrush,
but something is still unclear.
Why would your Друзья give so much,
for just six hours in here?
The pressure becomes еще insistent,
and eventually it becomes too much to bear.
Why do I feel this way, Ты wonder,
and who's that standing over there?
Ты squint into the darkness,
slightly in a daze,
to see a tall man wearing a suit,
BUT HE HAS NO FACE!
Ты let a scream escape your throat,
and begin to sprint away,
your сердце thunders like a drum,
and within минуты Ты lead yourself astray.
Ты seek shelter in a concrete tunnel,
your breath coming out in gasps,
Ты desperately wonder,
How much longer will I last?!
After a couple hours,
all seems calm and well,
Ты cautiously walk out,
and make a dash for the hills.
Ты keep your head turned forwards,
not daring to look back,
Ты check to your left for a just a moment,
and Ты run into something-SMACK!
Ты fall back onto the gravel,
your flashlight rolling away,
Ты open your eyes the widest Ты can,
and what Ты see puts Ты in dismay.
The tall figure is standing over you,
Ты can't move; you're paralyzed by fear
the last words Ты scream are:
"I wish I had never come here!"
In the last moments of your life,
on your last dying breath,
why would your friends, if they are really friends
lead Ты to your death?
I stood there, looking at the Slender in shock.
This wasn't scary.
This wasn't amazing.
This wasn't a fairy tale dream come true, it was a nightmare.
It was creepy.
"You were [i]watching[i] me?!"
I raised my voice at this creature.
Who knows what he could've seen from me.
I want to know, but I don't ask.'
I don't want to hear anything gross, или just perverted.
"Yes, for many moons."
What is this guy?
Scottish?
Royal?
Frickien English foo foo guy?
Wierd.
No.
Odd.
No.
Gross.
"Look Slendy, its the 21st century. Stop talking all fancy."
I narrowed my eyebrows to look serious.
I couldn't tell what he was thinking или what emotion was there, but he spoke to me and said
"Your my slave now, understand? I give Ты the orders from now on."
Orders?
"What am I? A maid to you?"
"No," he responed cooly. "Your my sex slave."
This wasn't scary.
This wasn't amazing.
This wasn't a fairy tale dream come true, it was a nightmare.
It was creepy.
"You were [i]watching[i] me?!"
I raised my voice at this creature.
Who knows what he could've seen from me.
I want to know, but I don't ask.'
I don't want to hear anything gross, или just perverted.
"Yes, for many moons."
What is this guy?
Scottish?
Royal?
Frickien English foo foo guy?
Wierd.
No.
Odd.
No.
Gross.
"Look Slendy, its the 21st century. Stop talking all fancy."
I narrowed my eyebrows to look serious.
I couldn't tell what he was thinking или what emotion was there, but he spoke to me and said
"Your my slave now, understand? I give Ты the orders from now on."
Orders?
"What am I? A maid to you?"
"No," he responed cooly. "Your my sex slave."
He was holding out his hand, as if a guester, and I took it. In my surprise, he didn't do anything. He didn't harm me.
What?
The murder of my family...is doing nothing?
He looks behind us, we're there's at least 20 dead trees coverd ins snow, then looks back at me.
"O-oh, do Ты wanna go over there?"
I point to the area, and he nods.
We begin to slowly walk over to were Slender had looked and we were there faster than I'd though we'd be.
He looked at me, even though he had no eyes, and a mouth appeard, and spoke in an odd tone, "You...will warm me."
"Warm you?"
I almost sounded disgusted. What was he going on about?
"These winters are cold, and have little meaning."
Little meaning?
"Your family kept me from you, my dear," his long, горький hand touched my cheek.
"I've been watching you, my dear, and now, your mine....
Forever"
What?
The murder of my family...is doing nothing?
He looks behind us, we're there's at least 20 dead trees coverd ins snow, then looks back at me.
"O-oh, do Ты wanna go over there?"
I point to the area, and he nods.
We begin to slowly walk over to were Slender had looked and we were there faster than I'd though we'd be.
He looked at me, even though he had no eyes, and a mouth appeard, and spoke in an odd tone, "You...will warm me."
"Warm you?"
I almost sounded disgusted. What was he going on about?
"These winters are cold, and have little meaning."
Little meaning?
"Your family kept me from you, my dear," his long, горький hand touched my cheek.
"I've been watching you, my dear, and now, your mine....
Forever"
That horrible feeling.
The feeling when Ты know your being watched.
"C'mon Sol, lets go."
I stood, slipping the straps of my backpack around my arms, still holding onto the сэндвич, бутерброд and half-empty water bottle.
"Emerald," he whined. "but I'm not finished!"
I look back st him with an annoyed look on my face.
"You can eat it while we're walking, lets go! Now!"
Sol could hear the pleading and the fear in my voice.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to go home.
But I couldn't.
Sol had finished eating and stood up, his lught-tan skin some-what shining in the sun from his sweat.
He glances over at me, and puts on a cocky smile.
"You like what Ты see, sweetheart?"
Sweetheart?
"Since when am I your sweetheart?"
I give him a discusted look.
"If Ты think I'm in to you, think again."
After that, there was nothing but a long, awkward silence between us.
I hoped my Father knew that that was a lie.
To be continued...
The feeling when Ты know your being watched.
"C'mon Sol, lets go."
I stood, slipping the straps of my backpack around my arms, still holding onto the сэндвич, бутерброд and half-empty water bottle.
"Emerald," he whined. "but I'm not finished!"
I look back st him with an annoyed look on my face.
"You can eat it while we're walking, lets go! Now!"
Sol could hear the pleading and the fear in my voice.
I wanted to leave.
I wanted to go home.
But I couldn't.
Sol had finished eating and stood up, his lught-tan skin some-what shining in the sun from his sweat.
He glances over at me, and puts on a cocky smile.
"You like what Ты see, sweetheart?"
Sweetheart?
"Since when am I your sweetheart?"
I give him a discusted look.
"If Ты think I'm in to you, think again."
After that, there was nothing but a long, awkward silence between us.
I hoped my Father knew that that was a lie.
To be continued...
Before I knew it, everyone was dead.
Everyone but me.
I was scared, no, terrified.
My сердце pounded in my chest.
Mom, Dad, the other guy...were dead.
I was next.
I didn't know the Slender, или why he was this way. Why he did what he did.
"S-Slender...I know your out here. Just come on out and end it already!"
I had no idea what I'd just said.
I didn't want to die.
I didn't want this.
A cool breeze hit me, slapping my cheeks.
I knew were he was.
He was right behind me.
I turned around slowly, and froze.
I couldn't belive what I was seeing.
This was unreal.
This...was impossible.
Everyone but me.
I was scared, no, terrified.
My сердце pounded in my chest.
Mom, Dad, the other guy...were dead.
I was next.
I didn't know the Slender, или why he was this way. Why he did what he did.
"S-Slender...I know your out here. Just come on out and end it already!"
I had no idea what I'd just said.
I didn't want to die.
I didn't want this.
A cool breeze hit me, slapping my cheeks.
I knew were he was.
He was right behind me.
I turned around slowly, and froze.
I couldn't belive what I was seeing.
This was unreal.
This...was impossible.
We kept running up the path, tears in my eyes.
"Sol....stop..."
I was out of breath, and Sol damn well knew it.
We stopped & we caught our breath.
"First my Mother..then my Father...then its Ты & me..."
I didn't want to die. I wanted to live until I have no purpose.
The sun was rising again. Time is flying by way too fast.
Why was Slender doing this? What were his reasons?
I guess I'll never know...
"We need to make ground." Sol began jogging.
"Sol! We neee to rest first!"
He stopped and jogged back.
I sat down on the path, and opened my backpack.
"God, theres enough Еда and water to last an eternity..."
I pulled out a сэндвич, бутерброд for me & Sol as well as water.
We began to eat.
As we were eating, it felt like someone was watching us.
The Slender Man...
To be continued...
"Sol....stop..."
I was out of breath, and Sol damn well knew it.
We stopped & we caught our breath.
"First my Mother..then my Father...then its Ты & me..."
I didn't want to die. I wanted to live until I have no purpose.
The sun was rising again. Time is flying by way too fast.
Why was Slender doing this? What were his reasons?
I guess I'll never know...
"We need to make ground." Sol began jogging.
"Sol! We neee to rest first!"
He stopped and jogged back.
I sat down on the path, and opened my backpack.
"God, theres enough Еда and water to last an eternity..."
I pulled out a сэндвич, бутерброд for me & Sol as well as water.
We began to eat.
As we were eating, it felt like someone was watching us.
The Slender Man...
To be continued...
