A/N: Did I say dream in the last chapter? I meant nightmare, lol.

You gasped as you shot up. You looked around and saw you were in a room. "(Y/n)?" You turned and saw Checkers with her head tilted. You sighed as tears slowly rolled down your cheeks.

Checkers hopped off the nightstand as you hugged her and cried into her fur. You finally got yourself together and petted Checkers. "W..where are we Checkers?" You asked as you wiped your eyes. "We're at a friend of mine's house." Checkers said as she gave you a kitty smile.

You looked around and saw your jacket and book bag hung up in an open closet. You touched the back of your head before feeling bandages. "He is... kinda protective of his land." Checkers said as she hopped onto the floor. You followed as Checkers stretched.

"Come on. The others are waiting."

You opened the door and followed Checkers down a flight of stairs before seeing some people on a couch. Most had blood on them or were looking bored. "Slendy, the girl is alive." A teen boy with long black hair called as Checkers sat next to you.

A little girl in a pink nightgown, brown hair, and big green eyes walked up to you. "Are you Checkers's owner?" You nodded as Checkers crawled onto your shoulder. "She talks about how smart you are! Did you really make you're own bike?!" You sent a glare at Checkers as she chuckled nervously.

"No. I fixed my own bike without help. I think Checkers may have gotten to deep into the details." You said before you noticed you and this girl looked a lot alike. You both just had different ((h/c) or (e/c)) (hair/eyes).

"You... look very familiar..."

You and the girl kept looking at each other before you noticed someone else walked in. "Sally, how is (y/n)?" You saw the same man who Checkers was arguing with. "She'd be better if you didn't knock her out." Checkers snapped as her blue eyes' pupils went to stilts.

"Yes. I know." The man replied before Sally hugged your leg. "Slendy! She says I look familiar!" Sally said as you looked down. You gently got her to let go of your leg as you took in a breath.

"I don't want to be rude, but where the Hell am I?