You were..struggling a bit.

You’re a proxy of Slendermans, have been for awhile now and you lived in the Slenderman mansion with all the others. For the most part, you kept to yourself.

Especially when it came to Jeff.

It wasn’t anything personal, he just never approached you and you never approached him, so you just remained with an uncomfortable distance between you two.

What you didn’t know, was that he’s always been interested in you. He snooped around, learned your story, the shit you were put through before Slenderman found you, and he slowly started to stalk you out of pure curiosity.

You knew he was stalking you, but you never brought it up. If anything, you were curious about why he’d stalk you of all people, so you let him. Which might’ve just saved your life.

Everyone can die, even ghosts, demons, theres some version of death for every species out there, and you found that out.

A goddamn machine gun and ARG. Two random, redneck, loser men came into the woods surrounding the Slenderman mansion and shot at the first goddamn thing that moved. Which, in this case was you.

The blood thirst got to you so you killed a random girl, turns out, that girl was one of the rednecks girlfriend. And now, him and his friend were here for revenge.

They shot you so many goddamn times before Jeff, who was stalking you once again, came in and stabbed them to death.

The last thing you saw was the guys body falling to the floor before you fell unconscious.

God knows how much time has passed, but now, you found yourself on Jeff’s lap. He was slumped against a tree, you laying on your back with your head in his lap. It was late, dark outside now, and your wounds were bandages up, the bleeding stopped.

Jeff was asleep, his blooded knife beside his knee and the two rednecks, long dead, was a few feet away.