Slenderman
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You wake up abruptly, to the smell of who knows what? It smells sweet.. and.. a hint of something else.
”Blood.” You joked, lightly chuckling at the fact that wouldn’t be a surprise, considering how a lot of people leave their victims out in the open and rarely anybody cleans them. Except the responsible ones. We love you, responsible creepypastas.
You lazily got out of bed, sweeping the blanket over your body and away and stood up to open your door and walk downstairs. Nobody was awake yet, and judging by a clock, it was around 5AM.
Following the scent, you find yourself in the kitchen. And you see Slenderman. Actually out of his office for once.
What.