Slenderman -2-Slenderman -2- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Slenderman was standing there, peering in.*
Or it felt like it. He doesn't really have eyes, but he can see.
Everyone except myself started screaming, and the thought of running didn't enter their minds until he opened the door. He was moving slowly and easily, confident. I think he believed he had all of us cornered. Well, by that time, we all booked it; everyone for themselves. I dropped or purposely abandoned the camera, and the dream returned to third-person point of view.
There was a time-lapse, and the scene before me was a long, pale-white hallway with some doors and no lockers. I recognized this to be the basement pathway that lead to the Technology Wing. I wasn't in that hallway, but I watched someone else enter it. He went down it in a rush, but stopped suddenly to inspect the ground. There was a pinnacle constructed with grains of salt sitting there. I didn't understand who was responsible for drawing it, but I could only assume its existence was influenced by th
Slenderman -Overview-Slenderman -Overview- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
April 2nd, 2011.
As I'm writing this, I am extremely sick. I was ill earlier this week, but I couldn't shake the sickness off, and it just hit me more severely. I'm bedridden and forced to sweat it out as I sleep. That gives me plenty of time to dream.
Before I dive into the most prominent dream I've had lately, I have to explain some things. Primarily, the Slenderman and the Midnight Man; both myths as far as I know.
The Slenderman is a monster thought to have abducted children and haunted adults. It's described as an abnormally-tall bald man with tentacle-hands and a tuxedo. I don't believe the Slenderman exists I heard his existence was born on internet forums, but the topic always sends chill up and down my spine. In my dream, he looked essentially the same (tall, faceless), but he may have developed fingers or a mouth along the way.
Now, the Midnight Man is a little different, but creepy all the same. My friend's sister explained it to me. There is a pagan ritu
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I actually never thought of that before.
In his pondering, he ceased his hold on the boy he possessed. The person got up and tried to run. Slenderman got back to his senses and jumped to his own feet. He almost caught the boy again when I stepped out of my circle in the opposite direction. I saw my chance to escape and took it. He sensed that and turned to me, but I was too far away now. He stood there, torn on who to pursue.*
*Because of this, both the boy and myself managed to get away. This may have infuriated Slenderman.
Another, more abrupt time-lapse took place. I saw the images of myself finding hiding places in classrooms, but shortly ditching them, regardless if Slenderman was anywhere nearby. I finally found myself in a strange, blank room that reminded me of a nurse's office. I found all of the other teens from before there, lying on their backs. They were all lying on their own salt pinnacles, and I found one for myself. In time, too: Slenderman was in the open
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The Third Arc Begins.
The transition was even more abrupt this time. I found myself in a rainless thunderstorm, with strong wind and a gale of fallen leaves. I was on the ground in some forgotten city, all buildings in ruin. Large, bearded, rough-looking men were all over the place. A couple of them surrounded me, but they weren't trying to corner me. They were trying to protect me. Their backs were to me, facing one direction, and when I followed their gazes, I saw Slenderman... on a high-wheeled, penny-farthing bicycle.
Then this whole battle started. The bearded guys around me all got their hands on their own penny-farthing bikes and started charging at Slenderman, whose objective was getting to me. Momentarily disoriented, I found my own penny-farthing bicycle, mounted, and tried getting away. No matter how far I rode, the battle was right behind me. My bearded allies weren't that competent against Slenderman. He always got around them somehow, and remained
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"I really question your taste in food!"*
*Monster Rancher is an animated show from my childhood. I rewatched it recently with my brother, which could explain why this was influenced.
For some reason, the refreshment table was on a higher level, because I had to jump down onto the main stage. I shoved the pretzel in front of Suezo's eye.
"I need this! You hear me?" I practically shouted. I felt delirious. "The Slenderman's after me, and I need something with salt, and"
I look to the entrance of the amphitheater and beheld an unusual and morbid sight. I saw Slenderman standing there, but with no head on his shoulders. His head was in the hands of one of the rough-looking bikers who were fighting him. Slenderman took back his head, and the biker's eyes rolled back and he toppled forward, dead. Slenderman put his head back on his neck, his connection audibly known by a few cracks. Then he proceeded to approach the stage. There was nothing stopping him now. It was up to me to e
Slenderman -1-Slenderman -1- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
Third Person Point of View.
I was walking through a small passage that connected one crescent road to another. I was walking with a bearded, middle-aged man, and I think I recognized him as a neighbour (he had that familiar feel about him). He was carrying a garbage bag, which made me wonder why he was going to such lengths to take out the trash. We walked on, when from across the street an elderly woman called out to us. She beckoned us toward her, to a diorama she had set up in her garage. The whole display seemed very inviting.
"Can magicians talk with normal people?" my neighbour asked me. I shrugged.
"I don't see why not."
We crossed the street and stepped into her garage. She stood behind the table as if she was selling something, or presenting. It was the latter of the two, because she went into length about the scene she created. Essentially, it was a model of a small village, with circular, domed houses and buildings. I don't remember exactly everything s
Slenderman -Final-Slenderman -Final- in Introductions & Chapters More Like This
He backed away and straightened. He had a visually-disappointed frown on his face and he ran away, losing interest in me. Finally!
When Slenderman left, he never appeared again. I expected to be sent back with full-consciousness to RMC, but I wasn't. Instead, shortly after the monster gave up on me, an older man came up to me. He looked like a director, especially someone I recognized as some extraordinary horror writer. It was either Stephen King or Tim Burton, but I didn't know at the time. He only had this familiar vibe about him.
"How did you get mixed up with the likes of Slenderman?"
So I told him that he suddenly appeared. The man also asked me if there were other victims, and I counted them off. Teenagers, like myself. Many bearded men. The director nodded his head in understanding, as if he wrote the plot of my dream. I had this revelation and demanded who he was.
He suddenly transformed into a pig and gave me a cynical look. It all looked so animated, cartoonish.