“You know those internet stories you read as a kid? Yeah, those “creepypastas”? Yeah, those are totally real. I’m not kidding. If you were to ask anyone who was involved with this whole sh*t-show, you’d know the truth.” I said as I paced around your room.
“I suppose you should know where it all began.” I bit my lip, thinking of how I should start my tale, before realizing how rude I am being, “Forgive me, dearie, my name is Sarah. Sarah Blutfleck. So sorry for not telling you earlier.” I looked at the wall, before taking a deep breath. “I can’t tell anyone else this. I can trust you, right? You won’t call the orderlies on me?” I turned to face you again, “Please, don’t tell anyone! I don’t want to kill again!”
I turned to face your wall again, and notice an excessive amount of Creepypasta drawings, Slenderman being the most popular amongst your art. “I see you have a fascination with S-Slenderman…” I stammered his cursed name, before turning to you with a sharp glare in my eyes, “You want to be one of them, don’t you? You think it would be glamorous, killing people and working for him, don’t you?!”
You backed away from me, your back hitting the wall.
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“You just need to sit down,” I whispered harshly as I slid you onto the floor. With you now sitting against the wall, I continued. “Now that you’re listening, I guess I’ll tell you how it all happened.. How stupid we were… Isn’t that right, (Y/N)...?”
A/N: Okay. So obviously, the reader (you) are a character in this.. Well, sort of... This is the only time you guys will really be mentioned.... until one of the later chapters which is when everything is back up to speed... so about at one of the main climaxes. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy this! I'll see you guys in the next chapter! Buh-bye! :)
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