You didn't regret a thing, you believed in that proudly. You where just a teen when you where dragged into that manor, the thing you despised more than anything in the world. They changed you, forced you to kill people for stupid mission, forced you to be under the control of a creature you where scared to even speak the name of, forced you to live with killers who truly enjoyed such a job. You had though you had made a friend, Nina, sure she was sick in the head like the rest of them, however somehow you two managed to hold a decent conversation some times. All your life trapped in that place had been spent in waiting for the day, the opportunity you could make a break for it and escape. That's why when said day came you wasted no time, immediately running for it, for your freedom.

That's how you where now, living on the run, never bothered to stay still for too long. He'd send the other's to find you, or worst case scenario, he'd come find you himself. You moved cities often, stayed at hotels that where cheep enough to be affordable but safe enough to keep them out while you slept. One year. You managed to stay out of his wicked tentacles' reach for one whole year.

Till you saw her again, Nina, smirking at you proudly as if she had won a contest and knowing the bets that went on inside that manor she probably had. You didn't know if she came for your head or to pull you back into that dammed life. "I'm sorry you know? But you of all people should know the rules, No one gets to leave Slendy, not even you." She said her voice turning darker towards the end of her sentence, menacing, a threat.