Don

Hello, my name is Don "Odd" Burton, age 15, living in the small town of Baldwin City, Kansas. I've been in the hospital for about two and a half weeks now being treated with two stab wounds. I am scheduled to be discharged in about two days. The real reason I am writing this is to tell you why I am here in the first place. I'm going to start from the very beginning.
My freshman year started off with no problems. Two of my friends had similar to identical schedules to mine, which was pretty nice. A new kid coming from a neighboring city started attending our school.
His name is Chad, and he was a pretty nice guy, really funny too, once you got around his kind of jerkish nature, mostly at the fault of the school he came from. About mid school year my mom married her boyfriend, Ash.
Ash was a fairly nice guy, we didn't talk a whole lot, and we are opposites. I like rock, he likes classical, I like movies, he prefers a classic "novel," I like hanging with my friends, my mom seems to be his only friend.
Anyway, back to the point. The city Chad came from, Ottawa, was hit with the death of one teen, and two missing. The police related the death to gang violence in the area, which didn't surprise me, and the disappearance to a kidnapper would have been fleeing from the cops since last June. What did surprise me is when one of our classmates turned up dead.
Signs of a struggle were very apparent at her house. She had one stab wound to stomach, and her throat was slashed wide open for all to see. I heard she was completely drained of her blood when her younger brother found her body in their basement with the name Branden Ward written in blood on the wall. The bad part is, Branden Ward goes to school here, and he is my neighbor. He got police protection soon after.
Two weeks later and his parents finally secured a deal on a house in North Dakota. They were going to move ASAP. ASAP wasn't soon enough.
I stay up pretty late, listening to music. I got a call from Branden wanting me to come over, so I agreed. I jumped out my window, since my mom, who was a very light sleeper, would not approve of me hanging out with a boy who has an X on his head. I ran over and walked in like I lived there. His fat and buzzed uncle told me he was upstairs. As I climbed the stairs, I heard an inconsistent, but very distinct knocking sound emanating from the bedroom down the hall from Branden's. Me being cautious, and very paranoid, pulled my trusty switch blade out and slowly opened the door.
Um, yeah, not my greatest triumph as I caught his parents having sex. I'm just glad they didn't notice me!
Anyway, I just strolled on into Branden's room. He was sitting on his bed next to his old laptop getting ready to play Modern Warfare 3, I sat down on his gaming chair next to his bed. He looked at me weirdly, with a hint of concern and fear in his eyes.
I realized his laptop wasn't completely shut so I grabbed his computer real quick and opened it, half expecting to find porn, but no, he was looking through his emails. He looked over at me at me and said, "Odd, I got an email, from and unknown sender. I haven't told anyone about this yet, the only thing on the email was a video called 'Don't Leave.'"
I looked at the email and looked for any abnormalities, but could not find any. I clicked on the video file and played it.
The video was a weird mess of what looked like footage of Branden, weird symbols, accompanied by a strange static noise and the frequent, "Don't Leave,"
"Not Yet" and "The Fun's Only BEGINNING." At the end was a weird symbol of the sorts.
I asked, "Have you searched only for this symbol yet?"
He didn't reply, he just kept staring out the window, as if in a trance. I ignored him and punched in, "Circle with an X through it." It brought me to Wikipedia with info on an operator symbol but I kinda ignored most of it and continued onto another site. It talked about German folklore about a fairy that lived the in the black forest, it really didn't make much sense so I ignored it.
Branden was still looking out the window when I decided to leave. I asked him if he was OK, he just said, "Yeah, I just, feel like something is watching me, waiting for something, do you think you could stay a little longer, or for the night?" I didn't want to refuse since he was only going to be here for a day or two more.
He went to bed, but I stayed up until sunrise looking at stuff regarding this "der großmann." Through the evening I discovered much about this creature, many calling in the Slender Man, like how he stalks younger children and supposedly, kidnaps them, kills them or takes them to "another place." However, killing another teen, leaving such a mess, which is not in the slendy fashion, much like leaving the body, or even writing a bloody message on the wall of its next victim.
At about 4:00 a.m., I got a call from Chad, saying he wants me to get onto Facebook. On Facebook, I see Branden's timeline changed from his cheery attitude, to this apparent obsessive persona. Chad was online when the changes took place, which where about twenty five minutes ago.
Which means someone hacked his account. His profile picture changed to the operator symbol, his cover photo to a picture showing an abandoned train near the edge of town, and about twenty statuses saying four different things
#"Don't Leave"
#"Not Yet:"
#"The Fun's Only BEGINNING"
#"STOP INTERFERING"
I quickly woke Branden up and ran into his parents' room and woke them up. I showed them his profile on Facebook and they decided to delete his Facebook account, and stay with their grandmother in North Dakota, near their new home until they could move all their things.
I decided to walk back to my house. I stopped midway between my house and Branden's, turned, and looked in the direction Branden was looking earlier. I could feel the burning sensation of someone watching me from the far tree line. The message: "STOP INTERFERING" burned into my head.
I ran home as fast as I could. Climbed in through my window and pulled open my laptop, and searching the headlines of Ottawa. I learned that the victim killed had a bullet hole to his chest and a sliced neck, and bled out. The most important was a bloody message of the teen's name. I didn't get this though. The killer's mo is different though! Why make references to the Slender Man and stalk your prey in a similar fashion, but go against many of the things the creature would do?
IT JUST DIDN'T MAKE SENSE!
About a week later, I got an email from a person by the name of "Νύξ"
It was another video file, this time of me.
I feared for my life then and I do now.
Five weeks passed and I kept getting messages in the mail like:
"You shouldn't have interfered."
"Come to the train."
"YOU CANNOT RESIST."
"I KNOW WHERE YOU LIVE, I WILL ALWAYS BE WATCHING YOU."
Mostly accompanied by an operator symbol. I didn't tell my parents because I didn't want to move, I loved it there in Baldwin.
One day I got a letter in the mail from Branden. It contained an audio file.
He said it was almost time for him. The thing was getting closer, and Νύξ was already there, waiting to make a move when he was most vulnerable.
A week later, Branden went missing, gone, never to be seen or heard from again.
I delved deeper into this mystery, getting closer and closer to whoever this Νύξ was and who he was working for. I knew my time might as well be as short as Branden's so I called over my friends for an evening together before it might be to late.
I never told anyone about this. If I did, they could be killed or go missing just as Branden and those Ottawa kids did. Chad, Sega, Skippy, Ember, and Tosh all came over. We just hung out and talked about school work and some of our least favorite teachers. As we were going deeper into conversation, I kept feeling a burning sensation, like someone was watching me. Every time I turned around and looked out the window, the feeling wound instantly dissipate. None of my friends noticed thankfully.
My friends left. I was all alone in the house as my mom and Ash were out. I kept hearing whispering, but could not identify where it was coming from. I started to doze off. I turned off the lights and just laid in my bed. Then I realized, there was someone else in the room. I could see him out of the corner of my eye. I rolled over to face the wall away from the guy in the closet. I began to understand it was Νύξ, he finally came for me.
I wondered why he was waiting so long and not doing anything, he must of realized I had seen him by then! I slowly reached over to the wall to get my phone on the charger, hoping the darkness would mask my movements. I got the phone and speed dialed 911. As soon as the operator picked up and said "911 what is your emergency?" the man made his move. I screamed out, "116 Grove Street! Get here fast!"
I felt a knife enter my arm and I screamed bloody murder. I turned, now completely pissed the fuck off and kicked the bastard in the stomach, face, and then in the crotch for good measure. He got back up, seemingly unfazed the attacks I threw at him. I opened my door and ran out of my room as fast as I could. I launched myself down my stairs and ran towards the front door. I turned around and saw that he was following me anymore. I looked out the peephole of my door and saw nothing.
Then I looked closer and saw a very tall pale man in the very distance, hard to see but was definitely there. I turned back around at the sounds of heavy footsteps making there way down the stairs. I opened the door, and ran out. I instantly new that wasn't the best choice. The Slender Man was standing in the street waiting. The adrenaline wore off and I could start to feel the heavy pain in my arm. Suddenly I felt an excruciating pain in my back. A knife was embedded into my back. I was then thrusted forward and pushed into the pavement of my driveway. I felt so helpless, the world getting dizzy and black, the last thing I remember was Νύξ and the Slender Man standing over me.
I awoke a few hours later in a hospital bedroom with my mother and Ash sitting next to me. I asked what happened after I passed out on the driveway.
They said, "The officers pulled up just at the right time! There was a man in a pitch black mask and pitch black clothing standing starting to drag you off. The officers ordered him to stop, when he didn't they tased him, when that had no effect they tried to wrestle him into cuffs, that didn't work either, so they ended up shooting him in the back twice before he died."
I asked, "Did they see anyone else?" They were both a reluctant to answer but I finally got them to spill the secret.
They said, "It's nothing really Odd, just that one of the officer's THOUGHT he saw a tall man in a black suit at the edge of the tree line behind our house, but other than that nothing! Nothing to worry about!"
I asked another question, "Mom, who was it that tried to kidnap me?" My mother refused to tell me and left the room after about twenty minutes of arguing with her.
Ash stayed behind and told me who it was, "It- it was that friend of yours... Chad." I just laid in the bed contemplating on everything. I asked Ash to run home and get me my laptop and so he did.
And we are here, with me writing down everything that happened. I just know that it's a matter of time before he decides to come back for me. In fact, I just got an email:
"I WILL HAVE YOU."
I hope to make another entry to this. So that some people know what REALLY happened, since all the adults are going to be to realistic to see the truth hidden in the illusion.
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