Saturday, May 26, 2012


Okay I’ve pulled by self together. Actually I did so a while ago. I’ve just been spending a lot time to find the right way to word this stuff.

I saw a tentacle going for Holly and I finally worked up the courage to do something. I ran to grab Holly and pushed her down. I felt the weight of tentacle slam down on my back. I tried to get up and drag Holly away but I could barely move. I looked up and saw Him standing right in front of me. I felt him reach down(?) and pick me up. His clawed tips digging into my head.

What’s wrong? This is what you wanted right?

“Not like this…this is…too cruel”

You wanted me to make them cry. I gave you what you wished for.

“Some of them…some of them weren’t bullies..”

I said there could be a price to pay.

I couldn’t say anything. Words just completely failed me.

Maybe I should just kill you too.

I felt tentacles wrap around me and slowly tugging at my limbs, I felt everything in them strain to stay together. His claws dug deeper into me. The pain was too much for me to handle and I blacked out at this point.

I woke up to find the teachers coming to the scene of the carnage. I was surprised to find that my limbs were still where they belonged. I looked over and saw Holly who was still okay. Well, physically. Her face was just...blank, and she didn’t seem to respond to anything at all.

The clean-up process began. The police asked me questions about the slaughter at first but I wasn’t really in any shape to talk about anything. I think the whole thing was pinned on some crazy homeless guy in the woods who was found dead nearby, they said he committed suicide after he did everything. The P.E. teacher got fired for letting kids go into the woods (I have no idea how that didn’t happen sooner). Holly’s parents immediatly pulled her out of school.

For the next couple of months, I was a mental mess to the point where I couldn’t function. I couldn't sleep, I barely ate anything, I didn't really interact with anyone. It certainly didn’t help that Slendy decided to lurk outside of my house. Around the beginning of seventh grade, my parents took me to some special psychologist that somebody recommended. He said he was going to try something new in order to block all of it. 

The appointment started normally, asked the standard questions that every psychologist asks. Then he started asking questions about that day. I answered them as best as I could. I made up some answers here and there. Then things got weird.

“Do you blame yourself?”


“Because you couldn’t save them?”

“Kind of-“

“Of is it because you lead them to Him?”

“What? I don’t know what you are talking about.”

“I think you do. He offered to help you didn’t He? And you jumped on the chance didn’t you?”

“How do you know-“

“Don’t worry Chris. You won’t have to see that bad man anymore. We are here to help you.”


“You may come in now?”

The man entered the room slowly, “Is this him?” he asked. After flipping through blogs I’ve got a good idea of who that man was. 


I’m pretty sure it was him, granted I haven’t met him in person so what do I know.

“Don’t worry, this man will make sure all those nasty things in your head will go away.”

“W-Who are you?”

“My name does not matter. In a minute I will have never been here.” Redlight said as he moved closer to me. 

“What are you talking about?”

Redlight was now face-to-face with me."Hush..."

And that’s sort of where the memories end. Things went normally from that point, most of the kids left me alone. Nobody brought the incident up with me. I left for Texas at the end of 7th grade and I didn’t see Slendy until a couple of years ago.

There. Are you happy you fucking mutt? Now can I get something to eat or do I have deal with more of your shit?

Anywho, I’m really curious find out why Slendy didn’t kill me then. My best bet would be to locate Holly I guess. I also need to confirm that it was Redlight who fucked with my head. Shit, it happened to Robert right?

Right now though, I have to find Anna.     

I'm coming.