Being forced to kill someone will never not send chills down his spine.

Trying to wipe the blood off of the attire he wore, (which was an outfit kid Link would wear) It just smudged his clothes more. Great.. if he’s lucky, there wouldn’t be a billion other clothes in the laundry machine that are owned by a bunch of dicks.

He never thought his life would come to being forced to work for this entity, but here it goes. At least he still gets to visit the world he’s supposed to be in?..

His gaze turned to the dead body on the floor. God, such a bloody sight. Usually Slenderman told him to mess with their minds first to make them kill themselves or whatever, but this time he wanted the job done instantly.

Must’ve done something to piss him off I guess.

Feeling a pang of pity and guilt for the unfortunate soul, he turned his head to head back to the forest.

Now all he has to do is wait for his clothes to wash off the blood in that machine. (Did we take a time skip? Yes we did.) It was boring, but it certainly was easy.

He paced around his room, trying to find something to do. ..That’s when he remembered his best friend.

Sure, he had to pretend to be human around you and that he didn’t have magic.. but it was worth it. Besides, you weren’t un-ordinary or ordinary. You were always.. getting yourself in trouble with the paranormal without even realizing it’s paranormal. To this day, you still don’t.

He teleported himself out of.. the USA.

To sum it up, you went on a trip to the UK to visit some relatives who moved there. He’ll just pretend he took a flight.

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You dropped against your large bed that was plopped in between the tight space. Attic bedroom. You sighed in relief from exhaustion of exploring.

Your room was already really decorated, all stuff from your regular bedroom. You’ll get it off when you have to go..

That’s when you heard a thump against your bedroom window— which made your head turn. Benjamin?

(Yes, he’d use magic, but a human doesn’t have magic, do they?)