Jeff walked into the misty fog of Krystal's memory. Her voice was clearer now, she was whimpering and begging , but begging for what? The words 'make it end' were clear enough for him to suss out. That demon must've really been packing a punch for her, which in a sense, was his job.

"Don't you worry, soon as I'm there...I'll put an end to it and to you.."

He whispered lowly, but his right and his wrong sense were conflicted. Did he really want her dead after all this? Cold as he was, he did enjoy the somewhat bickering that she'd provided during the course of her kidnap.

Then again, she'd attract attention due to cops still looking for a supposed body. That matter was not of importance for the moment, what was important though ,was locating Krysta and beating the shit out of that demon when he was weak.

"He'll be black, red and sore all over when I finish gutting his ass"

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Slenderman was meanwhile setting up the seal in the ruins, he just hoped with all his might that this was going to work. If it didn't, he'd have to kill the girl and inverse deaths were something he was strictly against due to his policies. Out verse deaths were different as that was work, inverse deaths could differ due to this being a relaxed universe and could cause an over flow of 'Enrage' to occur. If a being is 'Enraged' on the humans plane, then they can simply kill to cure it. If this happened in their own world, they could attack and possibly kill other CreepyPasta.

"That would destroy all we've worked for in this plane of extistance...something I will not allow..."

The demon stated as he began to set the ceremony stones and veils. If Jeff couldn't get the girl to comply to his ways, then she'd be as good as dead. The system was complex and needed absolute concentration from him, one mess and it'd fail...then..this dimension would be Zalgos new play thing...he could use the outbreak of Enragement to his whim and wreak gorey havoc on the realm...not a scenario he'd wanted to play with at all..

"Please...for once... Don't fuck this up Jeff..."

He prayed as he set more veils and more stones in place.

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Krysta was inside some sort of bloodied cocoon...there was a voice telling her to give up..to embrace that she was worthless and that she'd never amount to anything, that letting the demon take over would be a better use for her life to endure. She didn't want to listen, she didn't believe that...there was a use, she had made it her goal to see the light in people, everyone had a light in them...even if it's buried, even if it was the most heinous of crimes...they are still human...and humans, no matter how evil, can change if they try.

"He doesn't need or want you....as soon as he's done, your life will end."

The voice mocked her but she just scrunched her eyes tightly.

"E-Even if so....it's his choice...I'll still..believe in him...that he can change.. My life might mean null...but I know, someone can help him...they just have to look past the face and the anger....they need to endure it and see that he's a human...not a beast."

She panted as the air tightened on her lungs, the demon was suffocating her, taking her life for his own will..It was then that she heard a familiar voice in the echoing fog.

"Krysta!"

The voice sounded so concerned...so worried...it wasn't him...it couldn't have been him...

"SPEAK OUT YOU FUCKING BITCH"

He all but screams at the top of his lungs. He didn't know whether it was genuine terror of losing his toy, or the fact that she could be dead and he'd lost the only one who knew him before his descent into madness...but the lack of communication worried him.

It was him...it was really Jeff, he came looking for her...This made her smile slightly, there was a human inside that husk after all. Taking a deep breath, she let out a scream that shocked the demon and alerted Jeff to her.

Running towards her scream, Jeff could only just hope that the scream was not a fatal one, otherwise...not only had he failed her...but he failed his own world.

The stakes were way too high for him to gamble.

And it was one game, that he just couldn't lose.

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SmileDog was panting, his wound was overly swollen...that damn NightTerror....he really pulled a fast one on him, blowing up his balloon...he was so lucky that the part he burst was his stomach...if it had been his head, he'd be a dead dog.

Candy pop was tending to the dogs wound and sighed, this world was so peaceful...what could Zalgo gain from turning it into anarchy. Then again, it's Zalgo...he was a twisted son of a bitch. All he had known, was that if Slenderman , or Jeff failed...then a lot of pasta would die...all the friends he'd known....

"It's just something....I can't bear to see happen....please ...Jeff...don't fuck this up....we're counting on you...

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I updated!!!!!

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