THE GAME 5THE GAME 52 years ago in Profiles
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I dashed up the oak wood stairs as fast as I could, trying not to hit my head on the low ceiling that only seemed to be getting closer and closer, as the tentacles of the monster behind me chased my tail. I bust open the door to what seemed to be an attic; abandoned and cold, yet it was rid of the dust that should have been there.
I shut the door behind me, and used whatever strength I had left to push a small desk over, making sure he would have a rough time getting in; though I knew it wouldn't do much. It was The Slender man we're talking about, after all.
Ah, shit,shit,shit! Find a place to hide, to hi-
I stopped my thoughts. The relentless banging of that monster ceased. It was a lonely, unbearable silence. I had to look out there. Slowly, I moved the desk, it's ugly brown color peeled off as I pushed it hardly. I looked up with a sigh, and peeked an eye out. He was still there, at the bottom of the stairs; but not looking at me.
I was about to warn