And alas, poor Micheal had gone pale and blanked out.
The suited figure shook his blank head at the human. "You poor thing. These past months have been rough on you, haven't they?" he asked the unconscious person as he wrapped his tentacles around him. "This won't do at all." he then dragged the human down the hallway. Slendy plucked the phone from the receiver, dialing a number. He knew who to call.
The phone rang a few times, before something answered. "I am The Rake... who's this?" the strange demon asked.