It was now (Y/n)'s turn to rise while fear plagued her body. When she looked down at herself, she found herself in a nightgown, one that definitely wasn't hers. She was quick to examine her body, worry filling her to the bone. But when she felt down at her vagina, she found it unclaimed and released a sigh of relief.

Without a second thought, (Y/n) got out of the bed and went to the door. When she tried to open it, she was quick to realize it was locked.

"Did you really think I'd leave you in an unlocked room with those disgusting men out there?" The tall creature asked from behind (Y/n). Slowly, (Y/n) turned, her heart beat quickening. "Look at me, (Y/n)."

She refused, terrified, yet stubborn. She didn't want this, (Y/n) just wanted to wake up tomorrow, laugh and go home. That's not what was going to happen though. She was going to have to fight her way out; maybe she'd find more of those notes.

Suddenly, (Y/n)'s head was yanked up by her chin. The Slenderman "staring" down at her. Swallowing, (Y/n) tried to stay strong, continuing to meet his gaze and not moving to cover herself or push him away. She didn't even notice when his hand was moving to the back of her head and suddenly she was being dragged to the bathroom.

"Take a shower, you're filthy. I'll throw your sheets in the washing machine." He stated before locking her in the bathroom. Now she felt 100x more uncomfortable. Shower? With him nearby?

She stood there, conflicted as she turned on the water, not removing her clothes. Wondering how long it would be till the Slender being returned. Not even a minute later, Slenderman was back in the bathroom with her. He sighed disappointed before removing her clothing himself.

"H-hey!" She shouts, covering herself while also trying to stop him from ripping her clothes. (Y/n) fell to the floor, trying to cover her bare body while the creature tsked and retrieved a towel and a change of clothes. She quickly found her way up while continuing to cover her sensitives.

"Look, if I really wanted to mate with you, I would've already. However, I am not in the mood and am trying to make sure this plan goes smoothly, but those buffoons are only good at causing problems." He growled, moving (Y/n)'s hands to her sides then pointing to the shower.

She nodded and got in, hoping that now he'd leave her alone now that he got a full look at her completely naked. But when she heard the sound of more clothes being discarded, she tensed and turned.

Entering the shower was Slender, this terrified (Y/n) even more. Though, her cheeks were quick to heat up at the sight of his figure. He was just below well built and his partner in crime was definitely a sight to behold. She avoided looking though and stared up at him, waiting for him to grab her or something of the sort.

(Y/n) was right to stare when she was grabbed, turned, and shoved against the wall. A gasp left her, sharp and breath taking. She felt his body lightly press against her, only at her neck, and when he spoke with his aggressive voice was in her ear.

"Now, allow me to make a few things clear. From now on, you belong to me. If you comply with this, everything will go smoothly and you won't have to get hurt." He explained, his voice smooth as he inhaled deeply, making (Y/n) shudder despite her tremble. "Otherwise, I'll have to beat you into submission and I really don't want that. Understood?"

(Y/n) nodded slowly, hoping to be released, but the creature just kept pressed against her, and their bodies together got warmer. She tried to ignore it and relax; just close her eyes and imagine being somewhere else.

Suddenly, there was a ripping sound and something sharp poked at her neck. (Y/n) released a loud whimper as tears formed in her eyes. Gentle nibbles went from the crook of her neck, down to her shoulder. That's when a black tendril wrapped around her neck, another pair wrapping around her arms, and a forth slowly cutting her skin, just deep enough to make her bleed.

It felt like eternity before the circle was drawn into her flesh. (Y/n) panted, trying not to scream as the pain ever so slightly began to fade. However, she couldn't hold it back when it suddenly cut two lines into her, already bloodied from the original cut, skin.

"Shhhh... good, be a good girl. The pain will go away." The creature mumbled into her ear. Slender's breath quivered in excitement before he licked up her wound. A purr involuntarily left him. She tasted almost as good as she smelt. If he hadn't made the promise not to touch her, the next would've been feel and they were already in the perfect position.

However, he did make her that promise and he wasn't entirely that interested in it anyway. Besides, if he kept his word, she might comply easier.

Surprise was next to fill him as he felt (Y/n)'s small body slump against him. She panted and her body trembled. A whimper left her and the scent of fear grew stronger. The sudden urge to kiss her came to him, but he ignored it as he began to wash her. They were in the shower after all, and they were definitely wasting water.

(Y/n) gasped in surprise when tendrils began moving all over her body, rubbing in soap or tangling themselves in her hair, brushing and cleaning it. She struggled slightly, wanting to be able to do this for herself. Unfortunately, this struggle only made her slip, but Slender caught her. (Y/n) refused to stand, staying on her knees and curling into herself, not wanting to be touched anymore.

The creature didn't seem to like that and used his tendrils to hold her up before using his hands to clean her instead. This felt much worse to (Y/n) and she began to struggle once more before she was dropped.

"I'd like to let you keep your dignity. You either get up, I finish cleaning you up, or I'm going to beat you, naked, in the shower until you stop struggling." The creature growled, just wanting her to submit. It's not like he wanted to hurt her: he had millions of other people to hurt, he didn't need to hurt her. He just wanted her and now she was going to make it difficult.

(Y/n) thought about this threat for a moment before shakily rising to her feet, closing her eyes and nodding. She tried her best to ignore the flesh brushing against hers that felt both disgusting and nice. Also trying her best not to squirm when they brushed over any ticklish spots.

Soon, she was cleaned and taken out of the shower and dried. Then, she was dressed and the mark was checked. (Y/n) then looked at it, for the first time. You could tell it was an injury, but with the inky blackness surrounding it, it looked more like a tattoo. She frowned before looking up at the creature.

"I'll be back in about 6 hours. Don't try anything stupid, just stay in the building: it's safer. You'll be able to leave tomorrow."

(Y/n) awoke once more to the sun in her eyes and her heart pounding. She quickly shot up out of bed and searched the apartment. When she didn't see anyone, she knew she was in the clear.

A bag was packed full of necessities: a first aid kit, a pocket knife, a few granola bars, and a bottle of water. Making sure she had everything, she put the side bag on and headed out of the room, wearing dark clothes to be able to stick to the shadows.

Exiting the room, she began walking down the hall, as per usual. Some kids were out themselves, just talking, and others were in the cafeteria. (Y/n) turned down the hall for emergencies before quickly getting shoved into a broom closet with the door slamming shut behind them. It was pitch black in there.

"(Y/n) I need to talk to you!" Erin's voice whispered as her body was pressed against (Y/n)'s. Their skins together felt very warm and uncomfortable and they were both shaking. (Y/n) just startled, whereas Erin was terrified.

"W-what?" She answered softly, nervous about anyone in the hall hearing them.

"We need to get out of here, th-there's this thing out there and the owner and principal are perverts a-and-and–a-and—!"

"I-I know, Erin. I was just trying to leave out the back." (Y/n) replied, gently brushing her hands down from her shoulders to her forearms.

"N-no, you don't understand, the doors are all locked. No one can get out." Erin explained as she began to quietly sob. (Y/n)'s heart felt like it had stopped. A panic attack building up in her chest as she began to tremble in fear at the idea of becoming some monsters pet.

Beatings, getting chocked out, getting treated like some worthless animal, getting bit, sniffed, and pinched. These were all things that could both fill her nightmares and her deepest fantasies, but in this situation: it is a nightmare.

That's when she felt tears of her own burning her eyes and making her start breathing heavily and quickly. She was hyperventilating and knew damn well she was going to have a huge panic attack.

'Think dammit! Think!' She screamed in her mind, trying to get herself to calm down. That's why a new plan hit her, plan B.

"Take me to your room, I have an idea." (Y/n) suddenly whispered a little louder than before. Erin swallowed hard and nodded. They made sure the hall was clear before slipping out and making their way to Erin's room.

"Hey! You two!" Burt called out to the two women, making them tense and slowly turn. He approached with a surprisingly relaxed smile. "Sorry Erin, hun, I was more just trying to talk to (Y/n). You can go."

Erin slowly nodded and whispered to (Y/n) the room number and telling her to knock three times. She nodded before putting on a small smile for Burt, who shyly rubbed his head and smirked.

"It's nice to see you again, I got busy with some of your other classmates bombarding me with questions, ya know?" He chuckled, stepping uncomfortably closer to (Y/n). She just smiled and nodded, agreeing. "So uh, are you single?"

(Y/n) was taken aback by the question. He in no means had seemed interested in her and now he was asking her? Maybe it was because they were alone together, but the theory still made her skeptical.

"Uh ye—" she was about to answer yes when she remembered the creature who put his body on hers and made her his. "No I'm not single. And even if I was, I'm in college and if I hadn't been dating them since high school, I wouldn't date anyone."

Burt's frown was one of the saddest she'd seen. He was nice, but she didn't want him to get hurt by her new possessive owner. He just kind of nodded and walked away, Brian quickly taking his place.

"What's wrong with him?" He asked before (Y/n) quickly explained, just trying to leave. "He has a girlfriend though? Don't mean to sound inappropriate, but he was probably just looking for sex."

"Wouldn't surprise me." She replied with an awkward laugh.

"Well, whatcha up to?" Brian asked, taking one last glance in the direction Burt went. (Y/n) shook her head before shrugging.

"I dunno, just trying to hang out with my friend before Burt came over." She answered, slightly lying knowing she was going to try and escape with her "friend".

"Well, don't let me stop you. I'll see you around dinner."

"Stay quiet and just follow the map." She whispered into Erin's ear. Somehow, they had gotten into the vents. For such a hidden away, seemingly old building: it sure had its hidden knacks being built like a bomb shelter and all.

Their goal was to get out through a vent that lead to outside, or to even find a water mane to get them to a road or something. They needed to be quiet, because despite the vents themselves never creaking: they could still hear everyone, meaning anyone could hear them.

Erin continued to crawl while (Y/n) froze over a vent. She felt tears rolling down her eyes as she listened to the conversation below.

"It's a shame, truly. That he couldn't keep the girls alive. They barely used their bodies to their full potential. If it wasn't for that creep, I'd have new girls in the basement every night." The familiar voice of the buildings owner entered through the vent.

"Then maybe I'd visit your pathetic ass more often." Principal Antonia replied, letting out a breath of smoke. "All I wanted from this trip was to turn that straight A student into the sugar baby she should give up and be. She's always been too quiet, too out together and with that Molly bitch all the time to try anything. Now that tall fuck claims her?! He can't even supply for her."

Why did it always have to be her? Why did they all want her. William, the principal, Burt, the creature, and even the goddamn owner of the building. If she had to close her eyes and choose, she probably would choose the creature that has killed her friends.

Despite being very capable of causing her physical harm, he did keep his promises, even when she could tell he really didn't want to. But, that still didn't mean she was ok with it.

Why couldn't she just find a nice person and run away to a nice cottage in the country with a daughter and maybe a son. They'd dance, they'd share, they'd feel. Goodness how she wanted to feel. Love was so foreign to her and now she didn't have the choice to find love: just submit to fate.

'No...' (Y/n) began, harshly. 'You are not giving up, now catch up to Erin and get the hell out of here. You'll get your third chance.'

She nodded her head and continued on, listening to the creepy men's laughter fade with distance. It wasn't long before she had caught up with Erin. Erin was currently struggling to open the outside vent.

"Here." (Y/n) whispered, handing Erin a screwdriver. "Try that."

The two stayed there for what felt like an hour before the vent door was finally off. Unfortunately, they weren't hidden: now they were just outside.

"We need to start moving now." Erin stated in a whisper, (Y/n) nodding in agreement. Both their knees like jello from staying on them for so long.

They moved as quickly as they could, just trying to get to a road or something. But no matter how far they went, it was like there was nothing there. After a few hours, they were both starting to feel some kind of deja vu.

"You're not supposed to be out here." A voice rang throughout the forest. This one had a strange way of sounding both sadist and kind. "My brother will not be pleased to have his human wandering about all alone with the female he promised to keep alive if she stayed away."

(Y/n) put out a protective arm in front of Erin and the voice sighed. The sound of leaves crunching circled around them and Erin started to cry.

"No no, please don't. You must come with me before (Y/n) has to face her own punishment." The voice said.

Suddenly, there was another tall man, his suit polka dotted with all the colors of the rainbow and an odd yet comforting smile on his face. For some reason, the two found them trusting him. (Y/n)'s arm, hesitantly lowered and the creature put out his hand for Erin's.

Slowly, Erin looked between (Y/n) and the tall, welcoming creature. When (Y/n) nodded, Erin took her hand and the two creatures disappeared.

That's when the creature's words hit her "You must come with me before (Y/n) faces her own punishment."

New objective: return to the resort.

(Y/n) turned on her heel and quickly made her way back. Though, she never made it back inside before her body was slammed against the resort buildings wall.

"You know, I thought when they called you a whore they'd be right." A familiar, masculine voice hummed, covering her eyes and pulling her hair back aggressively. "But I guess not."

"B-Burt—!" She tried to interject before her mouth was covered and his teeth pulled at her ear.

"I was hoping you'd just be willing to come with me, but if you're not, we'll have to do this quick and now." He growled, pulling out a knife. (Y/n) tensed as she realized. Burt didn't want to have sex with her; Burt wanted to kill her.

The knife slowly traced her skin as she waited death to pierce her flesh and free her crying soul. But when he pulled to knife back, the only stabbing sound was on the impaled Burt in front of her.

Burt dropped the knife and when the king, black, tendril removed itself from his body: he stumbled back. He began to cough and squeeze his wide, bleeding wound. His eyes darkened as he stared at the woman he had wanted to kill.

It was in his last moments the silhouette of a man overtook his view.

"What did I say about going outside?" The creature asked. (y/n) kept her head down as she trembled, sitting on the soft bed.

"N-not to..." she whimpered, terrified at the idea of him hurting her.

"And what did you do?" He asked, a bloody tendril slowly running down my bare backside.

"Go outside..." she answered, sighing before holding her breath, waiting for pain. When it didn't come she opened her eyes and tensed at the feeling of a wet rag against her bag.

"I'm going to let you off on this one because you were attacked, but the next time you try to escape: don't let my brother catch you."