Hey guys here you go :) sorry it took so long. And a speacil shout out to LeelovesBritt....thats my dad and his girlfriend. Also....OMG OVER 100 READS!!!! MY BRAIN CAN'T EVEN, JHGJGSRHMFDSJI!!!!! Ok....ok im done. 0_0

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    (Annette's point of view)

A coma?

I'm in a coma?

I'm in a freaking coma?!

This is not good. This is bad. This is very very bad! That must be why dad couldn't see me. No. Jeff's lying.  He has to be lying.

I let go of Jeff's hand and swing open his door. I go straight to the infirmary. I walk in and look at the girl laying in the bed. Her long black hair is a mess. Her pale skin is covered in bandages. Machines are hooked up to her. Her left arm is in a sling, and on the table next to her, is her favorite pocket knife.

A black 6 inch frost. The handle is black with gold tips. On the blade it says 'Qualitas est familia instiuitio'. It means 'Quality is a family tradition' in Italian. It's made out of 440 stainless steel. Her dad gave it to her when she was 8.  The girl laying in that bed, all beat up and broken, barely clinging to life....is me.

I don't even remember what happened. How did I end up like this?! I'm pulled out of my thoughts when Ben comes into the room.

"Annie?"

"Y-you can see me?" I ask.

He slowly nods his head.

"B-Ben? Am I in a coma? I-I see myself in that bed, but. I'm right here! How is that possible?!" I yell.

"A-Annie. I'm dead, so I can see ghosts. But I can't explain this. Your heart monitor says you're alive." He says.

"S-so...I'm a ghost?" I ask hesitantly.

"I guess...um...I'll go get slendy." He says and leaves me with myself.

I sit on the bed and wonder why this is happening to me. What about school? Oh, I'm going to be sooooo behind! I already had 3 projects due by friday! Great. Just great. My GPA is gonna drop like flies!

Wait.

Am I seriously stressing about school? At a time like this?! Damn, what is wrong with me?!

I look up to see Ben and Slendy walking in. Ben is explaining everything to him. I can't tell what he's thinking. Come to think of it, my telepathy isn't working. I wonder if my teleportation still works. Its worth a shot.

  (Slenderman's point of view)

A flash of static sounded and Annette's heart monitor went haywire. Her body started convulsing.  "Ben restrain her!" I say.  He does as I say, and I inject a sedative into her. She slowly calms down.

"Hey." Ben says, "She's gone. Well her soirit is anyway. She was just here."

"Teleportation. She must have tried teleporting." I say.

"Slendy! Her heart rate is dropping fast!" Ben yells.

"Hurry! We have to stableize it!" I say. We do and we let out a sigh of relief. Where did she go? "Ben. I want you to find Annette and keep a close eye on her. You're the only one who can see her right now, so it wouldn't make much sense if anyone else did it." I say.

"Yes sir." Ben leaves in search of Annette.

(Jeff's point of view)

~2 days later~

I'm finally able to get out of bed. I'm still sore as hell, but I'll live. Annette's "spirit" has been mising for 2 days now. Slendy sent Ben to look for her. While he does that, Slendy is looking up Annette's chances of coming back to us and I... I stay in the infirmary with her. I know she can't hear me, but sometimes I talk to her. Hell maybe she can hear me. I don't know since her "spirit" isn't here. Damn I hate using that word. When ever I say it, its like saying she's dead. She's not dead. Not yet.

I haven't left the mansion since what happened. That being said, I haven't killed in awhile.

What do you say we go out tonight?

Go away insanity.

Aw, come on. Its been awhile. I'm getting restless.

I don't care.

Jeeeeeeeeeeff.

I'm not going. What if she wakes up?

What if she does? Its not like you care for her. You don't owe her anything. If she wakes up, so what? She isn't important.

Yes she is.

Why? Why is she important Jeff? You just met her like a week ago! And if it wasn't for slendy you would-

Shut up.

What I was just sayin-

I said shut it!

What is wrong with you Jeffery? You never let a human affect you like this. What does she mean to you?

If you don't shut the hell up, I'm gonna force you to watch MLP!

You monster! Fine, fine, I'll be quite. For now.

Thank you.

I let out a sigh and go back to waiting. Waiting for something. Anything that might let me know she's coming back to us. I swear I've seen her from somewhere else before. I just don't known where.

She does look familiar.

What did I say!

Hey when you're bored so am I! Besides I was just agreeing with you.

Fine. But one word about killing and you're done for! Got it!

Yeah, yeah, whatever. Now it may just be me. But I think I remember her from when I first showed up.

That long ago?

Yeah, maybe she was a classmate or something. I don't know.

Yeah maybe. I'll see what I can find later.

Heads up, slenderman is coming this way.

OK.

Slendy pops in and checks on Annette. "Evening Jeffrey. What are you doing here again?" He asks.

"Oh...uh just waiting." I say.

"Is that so?" He says.

"Yup...hey, any word on her chances?" I ask.

He tenses up for a moment. He sighs. "Sadly its less than 10%." He says solemnly.

"How much less?" I ask, afraid of what I might hear. Then he says it. He says something that makes me want to destroy everything, but at the same time crawl in a corner and cry.

3%

She only has a 3% chance.

(Annette's point of view)

I think I'm lost. I don't what to do. Last time I tried teleporting it took a lot out of me. I felt like I was gonna disappear. I better take it easy. I would go back home but, I don't know where it is. Come to think of it, I don't remember what it looks like. I know I don't live at the mansion. So....where do I live? Oh well, I'm sure I'll remember. I think.

I find myself just walking around. I think the mansion is about two miles west of here. I guess I'll just go back. I don't want everyone to worry.

I start walking when I see something. Its....Jane? Whats she doing? Suddenly my head starts pounding. Memories flash inside my mind, of what she did to me. Yes, now I remember everything. She has my family. She almost killed me!

I remember....Jeff. I was in and out of conciousness. The look pf fear and panic in his eyes. Like he was scared. Scared if loosing me.

Maybe I should tell him about Jane. Then he could come take care of her, since I obviously can't. I turn around and start walking to the mansion. I'll show her. I'll save my family if its the last thing I do. And it just might be.

I finally see the mansion up ahead. It turns out my 2 miles was more like 5. Good I've got to tell Jeff. I feel a slight pressure on my hand. Like someone is....holding it. I squeeze my hand and feel a sharp pain in my chest. I grab at my heart and fall to my knees. I can hardly breathe. Whats happening to me?!

(Jeff's point of view)

She squeezed my hand.

She squeezed my hand! I gotta tell Slendy! I spring up from my chair and run to get Slender. I burst into study at lighting speed.

"Slendy! Annette, she...she squeezed my hand!" I say in between breaths.

"What?" He asks.

"Yeah! She did!" I say.

He gets up and checks on her. I follow behind him.

"Her brain waves have increased. That's a very good thing. Well done Jeffrey. Maybe she'll come back after all." He says.

He leaves again and I sit there with Annette. I guess her chances are a bit higher now. Come on Annette, come back to us. Come back to me.

          (3 months later)

Here I am again. Sitting next to her, in the infirmary. Waiting. Just waiting. I guess we got our hopes up when she squeezed my hand. Since then there hasn't been any chang. Slendy said it must've been a reflex. I don't think so. I think she did it.

I can't help but worry. I know I shouldn't care but...she wouldn't be like this if it wasn't for me. I'm the reason she's in a coma in the first place. Its my fault. I feel.....guilty. I know I shouldn't. I mean I'm a murderer. A monster to many. I shouldn't care or feel guilty just because a girl got hurt. But Annette isn't just a girl.

I guess my insanity can do whatever it wants. I mean I always knew it could do things. It always scouts out the houses of my victims before I go in. Lately its been looking for Annette. It usualy does it when I'm asleep. Otherwise I have to be up and moving. When I'm awake it can only move a few yards away from me, but when I'm asleep, thats a differebt story. I can't explain it.

Hey would you stop calling me 'it' I'm right here you know.

Well what am I suppose to call you? You're in my head! Technicaly you're just a part of me.

Actually I'm a different you. We look so different in your head.

Oh really? How?

I'll show you tonight when you sleep, before I go looking for the girl.

Why do you care?

Look I don't like seeing you like this. That and I'm forced to sit here and do nothing all damn day! You won't go out till the girl is back. So the faster the girl is found the faster I can come out again.

I see your point. Well I guess I should thank you.

Hey you know what....follow me tonight. It will be just like a dream to you. And if we find her then you'll know exactly where she is when you wake up.

Thats a great idea! Damn, you're smart.

Well you have to be when you're being hunted.

True.

Ben's back again. He's coming this way.

Ok thanks for the heads up.

Ben walks in, looking tired.

"No luck huh?" I ask.

He shakes his head. "I don't know where she could have gone. I've looked everywhere." He says.

Not everywhere.

Hush!

"I'm only here to rest for awhile. Then I'll head back out." He says.

"Ok. I'm going down to the kitchen, do you want anything?" I ask.

"Nah, I'm just gonna go get some sleep." He says, and wobbles to his room.

I leave the infirmary and go to the kitchen.

(Slenderman's point of view)

Jeff left the infirmary and went downstairs. I took this opportunity to check in on Annette. I walk in and look at the monitors. Her brain activity has been going down. The last spike was when Jeff was holding her hand.

At night when I'm asleep, I hear her calling for me. I can barley see where she is. It's blury but I seem to make out a large twisted oak and a river. After that I can't see anything else. I've tried talking to her but it never works.

I can't tell you how helpless I feel. I'm her father dammit! I'm supposed to protect her!

I find my emotions getting the better of me, and return to my study. Jeff has a connection to Annette. I'm just not sure what it is yet. I've looked up Jeff's history again. The only thing I can find is that he, Annette, and Jane all went to the same school. It seems they were in the same class too. Other than that, I can't find anything of importance.

I don't know what I'm supposed to do. Ms.P has tried all she can to bring her back. Masky and Hoodie are starting to lose hope. They rarely visit Annette. I'll see Masky stop as he walks pass the door, but he never goes in.

I hate seeing them like this. They really think of Annette as their sister. I can't even begin to explain how Sally's taking it. She stays in her room all day. All she wants to do is sleep and talk to charlie. The bad thing is, the bear actually talks back. At least she's talking to someone.

Eyeless jack has been with Toby. They usually stay outside all day, so we rarely see them.

I'm distracted by a rose falling im front of my non-existant face. I don't even need to turn around to know who it is.

"Hello brother."

(Jeff's point of view)

~Later that night~

I lay in my bed, staring at the ceiling waiting to fall asleep.

Hey Jeff?

What?

Can I have a name?

Uh....why?

I'm tired of you calling me 'it' or 'insanity'. I mean technically my name is Jeff but. You know what I mean.

We'll see. When I see you I'll think of a name.

Ok good. Now go to sleep!

I'm trying!

Well try harder!

Shut up! How am I supposed to sleep if you won't be quiet!

Fine, fine.

I lay in bed for over an hour until I finaly fall asleep.

~Dream~

I'm outside. It seems so gloomy.

"Hey! Insanity! Where ya at!" I call out.

"I'm right here." He says.

He steps out behind a tree. Wow. We really do look different. His skin is pure white. His hair is light silver. His eyes look like mine, only he has red irises. He wears black pants like mine. Yet the hoodie he dons is red instead of white. He dosen't have a carved in smile though.

"You were right. We do look different." I say.

"Told you so." He replies. "You ready to go?" He asks.

"Yeah. Hey why is it so gloomy?" I ask.

"Come on really?" He asks.

"What?"

"Its gloomy because your depressed dipshit!" He says.

"Hey don't call me dipshit!" I yell.

"Whatever. Lets go." He says.

We start walking. Well, at least I'm walking. He's moving so fast its like he's teleporting. Suddenly he stops. He's staring off by an oak tree. Its big and gnarled. Its branches look like twisted arms just waiting to grab you.

I look at his face and notice something. His face is hard to read. Its almost like he's shocked and mad at the same time. Its nearly emotionless, if his eyes weren't wide and focused.  I follow his gaze, to a small heap by the crystal clear river.

There, laying in a pile of leaves, unconcious, and breathing heavily is.......Annette.