Saturday, 27 June 2015

No more fucking around, I guess

Looks like the tall shit stopped fucking around.

I was about to fall asleep in my hideout, when I notice that my nose started bleeding, few seconds later a strong ultrasound started to ring in both of my ears, made me want to throw up, it felt like it was turning my brain into a puddle of shit.

I fell to my knees and threw up right there and then, after that I look up and guess who I see, Slenderman himself, up close and personal. There was no doubt in my mind that he was responsible for the ultrasound and the bleeding.

I tried to get up and scramble away, but I couldn't, my body refused to move, it's like I forgot how to move, I don't know. Then, one of his tendrils lashed out and smacked me into the next room, which was actually good, cause even if I could move, I would still have to get into the room that I was smacked into, because I needed to pick up something before escaping.

Once a little bit of distance was gained between me and it, the ultrasound eased up and I could actually move. I grabbed what I intended to take and was trying to make a run for the nearest window, but you can't really outrun that tall shit. As soon as I got what I needed and turned around, it was already in the room, ultrasound came back and once again my body refused to move.

One of it's tendrils wrapped around my neck and pushed me against the wall. It was obvious that it was going to kill me, as I was being choked, I saw another one of it's tendrils coming out from it's back, ready to puncture my body like a voodoo doll.

But then, something happened, a flash of light behind me, I felt something grab me from behind around my chest, felt like hands and this force pulled me into the light that was coming from behind me. I don't know what happened after that, bits and pieces of images remain in my head, I remember seeing Denizens, some black trees, etc. It was weird, that's all I can say.

Next thing that happened is I woke up in this nifty little spot. Not telling where and what, since for now, I'll be using this as my hideout.

That's all, I guess.

9 comments:

  1. Funny how we all hear something fucking different from the Tailor.
    Sounds like you were on the fucking path of black leaves. Fucking sweet that you got a safe spot out of it.

    And thanks for trying to talk some sense into the kid

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    1. I guess, the description sure as hell matches, but if that's the case, then how the fuck did I get there? And yes, it is pretty sweet.

      I wasn't really trying to talk sense into her, I was more pissed off for being a brat. So I don't think you need to thank me there.

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  2. You're going to stay there?

    Motherfucker, NO.

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    1. The fuck's the problem?

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    2. If I have to explain the problem with staying in a notoriously dangerous and head-screwing place, I don't know what to tell you.

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    3. I'm not staying inside the Path, genius! I'm staying in a place where The Path brought me, which is located in our world.

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    4. Oh. Then stay out of England.

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    5. Hell no, that piece of shit Claude is still there.

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    6. Lucky that a motorcycle riding Irishman stands out like a blowtorch in a florist. Good luck.

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