A woman sat in front of the old television set. Quickly, she flicked on the TV, it’s black and white screen flashing. She changed the channel. The woman wondered what had happened today. With a killer on the go, it was always safe to know if the killer was near by.
“The killer attacked in Falmouth last night, killing two families,” the blond news reporter began, looking into the camera with shining blue eyes. “No one has-”
The TV flicked off. The woman hasn’t even touched the remote yet, and there was no way that the killer had traveled to Freeport. Freeport was a place where tons of people were.
“Heh heh heh….” A mysterious voice chuckled. “All alone, aren’t you?”
“Hey, Slendy!” Her brother, Skar, yelled from behind. “You coming or what?”
“I’ll be right there.” A girl with black hair sighed, getting up.
She started to go down the stairs. Something in her gut was telling her to take out her knife. Ever since she and her brother were thrown into the forest, Slendy was getting these urges. Urges to kill something. She told Skar, but he just told her that it was something she shouldn’t worry about.
But what she always wondered is why they didn’t look anything like their father. Their father had a pale, white faceless head. They just had pale white skin. He liked to kill. Slendy was starting to feel that way, but she had no idea about Skar.
Being a child of a… Thing meant that she couldn’t ever let her so-called friends meet her father. And that she was strange among the other kids.
“Slendy!” Skar yelled, his red eyes blazing with anger as he slammed the tree Slendy was laying in.
“Sorry!” She jumped out of the tree and landed on her feet next to Skar. “Let’s go.”
“That’s what I was waiting for!” Skar replied, dashing away.
Okay, since Skar goes to the “popular” school, Slendy had to go to the “unpopular” school. The popular school was a school for smart, clever, and good looking kids. Apparently Slendy wasn’t any of those things. Her brother almost broke the principle’s neck for telling Slendy she couldn’t go to the school.
So, instead of going to school, she headed to a tunnel she found a couple weeks ago. So far, nobody has come to the tunnel. And she was glad about that. That was her “happy place”, as some call it.
But this time was different. Slendy’s red eyes scanned the couple there. She was not pleased. Silently, she watched, looking for their weaknesses. She was too quiet for them to hear or see her, and she pulled her knife from her pocket.
Silently, Slendy walked behind the couple. She wasn’t happy.
“What do you just think you’re doing?!” Slendy growled, pushing the male to the wall.
“I- We didn’t know this was your home!” The boy flailed, swinging his arms and legs.
Slendy pushed the silver blade to his neck, making his eyes bulge. Her feeling was getting stronger. As she pushed harder onto his neck, she quickly flicked her knife, cutting his neck.
“Maria, run!” The male managed to choke out. He was bleeding badly, and his eyes had begun to glaze over.
The female stood there in shock, either not hearing him or just not leaving him. She raised her arms above her head, trying to defend herself against Slendy.
Slendy was fast. She cut the teenager’s arms, then threw another knife swipe at her chest. The female collapsed.
“They won’t be going home tonight,” Slendy smirked. “Just taking a little nap at my house… That they will never wake up from.”