The Slenderman always made everything a competition, most likely to get its proxies to actually do their job of killing people that the eldritch being deems fit for the slaughter. Well, what the being didn't suspect would be that two of its workers would be extremely competitive.

Those two just so happened to be you and Toby, ever time whenever their was a challenge of who could kill the most, or fastest or cleanest, you would be at each other's throats and itching for victory. The competition usually brought out the more efficient killers in both of you. That's why these little games keep happening.

Ever since these competitions made by the Slenderman begun, you and Toby have been on edge around each other, sabotaging each other, and down right just plain old rivals in every meaning of the word. But this time the game was different.

This time, there was a reward other than bragging rights. The winner of the killing game would win a vehicle, an old busted up truck that someone had found in the middle of the woods that had been abandoned, most likely for a good reason. To say that you and Toby were like two rabid dogs fighting in alley over food would be an understatement on how you two were like around each other. Every second neither of you would skip the chance to glare at the other.

Unfortunately, Slenderman had a favorite out of you two so the winner didn't even matter. Toby had won the truck. Of course you were salty, who wouldn't be? But you weren't just going to sit there and let Toby brag about winning and rubbing it in your face until the next competition. You never hesitated to voice you anger towards the latter for his winning.

But, what you didn't expect from your rival, was when one night he told you to go to a certain place in the woods to meet him. When you got there, he was sat in the back of the truck he won, overlooking the cliff and scenery in front of him. He patted the spot next to him for you to join him.