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Your P.O.V

Chilled air blew my hair around. Under the cover of night, I was able to sneak into a rural house. I snuck around, searching for my next unsuspecting victims. At least, that's what I was planning to do. Someone beat me to the punch.

A teenage girl had her body utterly mutilated. Bright red hair was sewn into her scalp. Her mouth was stitched into a haunting smile. One of her eyes had been gouged out and thrown onto the floor and replaced with a glass eye that was the color of emerald green. A dark green silk gown complemented her body, along with a pair of heels of the same color. Her nails were torn out and replaced with glistening blood red fake nails.

Her body wasn't the worst part of this though. A man, obviously her killer, since he was covered in blood, was looming above her. His hair was knotted and ratty. It resembled Jeff's hair, but longer. 'What am I supposed to do in this type of situation?' I asked myself.

Rumble rumble.

The walls started to shake and creak. The man whirled around to look at me. He had a pink glass eyeball and half of his mouth stitched. 'Is stitching your mouth and replacing eyes a fad within the serial killer community?' I thought. A part of the wall was replaced by a blue door. The door opened up and a different man walked through it.

He had bright red hair that framed his face. His eyes glowed a bright neon green in the darkness. He had on a top hat with vertical stripes and two horizontal stripes with buttons on each side keeping them up. He had on a white blouse and a red vest on top with white fur on the shoulders. His forearms all the way to his fingertips were black and his nails looked like claws.

'Grrreeeeaaat.' I thought standing awkwardly in the middle of the two men. The man with the red hair walked over to the bed and picked up a stuffed bunny. "That was my new toy." the red-haired man said. "She's my doll now." the other man said. They continued to stare each other down, not paying me any attention. I quietly tried to shuffle my way out of the house.

When I got to the door, the house started to shake as if we were in an earthquake. I tried to reach for the doorknob, only to find that the door wasn't there anymore. The house stopped shaking. "Where are you going?" the red-haired man asked. "Home. To Slender Mansion." I said showing the proxy symbol on my wrist, hoping that he would let me go when he saw it.

"Ah, you're a proxy. Interesting. Do you happen to know someone by the name of Laughing Jack?" he questioned. "Yeah. Why?" I asked. "Jack and I aren't exactly on good terms," he walked up to me, "and I think taking you would make for a fun time." he finished with a sinister smile, showing off his sharp teeth. He snatched my forearm and began to drag me to the blue door effortlessly.

The man with the black hair stood staring at me as I was dragged away. I extended my arm and grasped the direction toward him as a last attempt. His face said he wanted to help, but he just continued to stare at me from where he was standing. 'Well, there goes my day.' I thought as I was taken through the blue door and into the darkness by the red-headed man.

Yes, yes, I know. This chapter was insanely short. I've been dealing with finals and trying to get my grades up recently so I haven't been able to update as much. I've also been trying to get a new computer so that's been pretty hard. But enough rambling! I hope you enjoyed the meeting of Jason :) Bye-bee, my waffles!