Creepypasta
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That was last summer. You've had a serious illness for which there is no cure. It's a harsh winter. You were sitting in a living room near the fireplace on the floor with a blanket. Next to you on the couch sat Eyeless Jack. Today it was his turn to keep an eye on you while the others were on a mission from Slenderman. They tried to do it quickly and come back to see you again.
Eyeless Jack: "How are you feeling?"