God, honestly you lost track on how long you've been in this hell hole. You and your friends were exploring the forest until you all stumbled upon what looked to be an old abandoned Manor...if only you knew what was going to happen when you all entered, you would've turn tail.

Deranged looking killers surrounded you all, one had knocked you out before anything else could happen. It felt like hours until the screams coming from you friends woke you up. It seemed like you were all in this dingy basket with a cellar, but the only thing you could focus on was your friends getting maned and dismembered right infront of you.

It was too dark to see anything, but the screaming soon stopped meaning whatever killed your friends were done, but surprisingly it didn't go to you, next only leaving through the cellar. You'd be stuck there for god knows how long, with some guy occasionally giving you food....his name was 'Toby' from what you learned.

Soon days would past, then months, then years...throughout your time in that basement you've seen things that would drive any person insane, had near death experiences with some of the residents in the mansion who would occasionally use the basement. That was until one day, you were let out, the entity that ran the manor, the 'Slender man' made a deal with you.

In which you get to live, not only live but live in the manor as an official resident, getting your own room and everything....the catch was that your were a glorified slave, doing cooking, cleaning and errands. In return, he'd make sure the other residents won't hurt you...but if you were to ever run away, they had full rights to do so.

And to make sure he ment business, he branded you with some sort of strange symbol on your neck, a circle exed out still freshly carved deeply into your skin. The first week was...alright, the occasional cleaning and washing...along with bagging up body parts and cleaning blood.

You were desensitised to it at this point but at the end of the day you have a roof over your head.