I stood there, looking at the Slender in shock.
This wasn't scary.
This wasn't amazing.
This wasn't a fairy tale dream come true, it was a nightmare.
It was creepy.
"You were [i]watching[i] me?!"
I raised my voice at this creature.
Who knows what he could've seen from me.
I want to know, but I don't ask.'
I don't want to hear anything gross, or just perverted.
"Yes, for many moons."
What is this guy?
He was holding out his hand, as if a guester, and I took it. In my surprise, he didn't do anything. He didn't harm me.
The murder of my family...is doing nothing?
He looks behind us, we're there's at least 20 dead trees coverd ins snow, then looks back at me.
"O-oh, do you wanna go over there?"
I point to the area, and he nods.
We begin to slowly walk over to were Slender had looked and we were there faster than I'd though we'd be.
He looked at me, even though he had no eyes, and a mouth appeard, and spoke in an odd tone, "You...will warm...
Before I knew it, everyone was dead.
Everyone but me.
I was scared, no, terrified.
My heart pounded in my chest.
Mom, Dad, the other guy...were dead.
I was next.
I didn't know the Slender, or why he was this way. Why he did what he did.
"S-Slender...I know your out here. Just come on out and end it already!"
I had no idea what I'd just said.
I didn't want to die.
I didn't want this.
A cool breeze hit me, slapping my cheeks.
Follow the internet mythos from its beginning to the startling conclusion Join Rev. Robin Swope, a seminary trained exorcist and minister as he explores the strange story of the malicious child killing entity known as Slenderman.