Finley pov
I huff as small puffs of air condensed into mini clouds around my face. My hand are covered in dirt and splinters as I heave the shovel loads of dirty out of the hole. Thunk. The tip of the shovel hits wood. I smirk and chuckle in victory. I Scrap of the last of the dirt from the oak surface then wave slender over "got it" I say in a rough shivering breath he wraps a tentacle around my waist and pulls me up then uses two more heave out the large coffin. I smirk as he sets me down with the coffin.we share a glance then he opens it.

(...?... pov)
As I lay clutching my severed finger I hear a soft scrapeing noise. This peaks my interest, I shuffle around slightly so my ear is pressed against the wood of the box. More scraping is Hurd but it's getting louder. As I listen I start hearing more then as I concentrate hard a loud and honest to God terrifying sound rings clearly throughout the small box a loud defined 'thunk' i jump at the noise and scuffle back to the corner. More scraping but it's extremely loud like something is being dragged across the top of the box then it stops and it falls quite again I stay pressed against the end of the box my eyes wide. Then just as I'm starting to think it's done the whole world seems to hitch to the side I squeeze my eyes shut and wait it out then as everything settles I relax a little and my grip on the severed finger lossens I pucker my lips and take a small breath in. It's no longer a pain to and I can make noise but I have no reason to speak in this box. As I think about what the heak was happening the wood creaks and buckers. I stare at the top of the box it swings open I gape at the two figures standing over the now open box I blink  "f-FiNL-eY?" I say my voice soft and croaky. The smaller person nods and holds out a hand I reach up and grab it. She stares at it "cripes marè you've already gone and hurt yourself now I'm going to have to fix that!?" Finley says in a whimsical and whining way. I look at our hands as she lifts me out of the box which I now recognized as an oak wood coffin. I smile softly "Finley am I...dead...?" I ask she nods and shakes her head "you are but you arn't...it's complicated" she says I look up to the slenderman. "So I'm a zombie?" I ask he nods "to an extant you are no longer living but you are a far more intellectual being then a zombie" slenderman explains. "Yes and you cannot heal anymore so no more munching on fingers ok" Finley says as she hovers her eyes close to my hand I stare at it blankly and hand her the finger with my other hand "it was an accident?" I say unsure. She sighs and turns to slenderman "well let's get back I need to reattach this finger to poor stupid marè" she jokes.

As we arrived back at the mansion I clutch my hands to my chest nervously. Then as Finley leads me up to the infirmary someone joins us. A doctor by the looks. He had raven black hair and deep crimson eyes,his mouth was covered by a typical doctors mask but it had a creepy smile stitched into it. I wave slightly as his footsteps fall into pace next to finleys.  "Is this fine specimen your friend dear? My she is wonderful might I have the pleasure of helping you fix her?" He says in a calm but kinda creepy way. Finley shrugs "it's up to her" she says pushing both the infermery doors open and storming in dropping my finger down on a tray before wandering around to collect a needle and thread. I look to the docter figure and hold out my hand and smile "bonjour misuer my name is marè" I introduce as he grabs my hand and shakes it "pleasure to meet you marè I am Dr. Smiley and you are a fine specimen indeed" he says lifting my hand an examining its sickly pale and bruised looking yellow appearance "well expect for this unfortunate mishap but we will fix this right up now ok mademoiselle" he says gently brushing a thumbs over the tender space where my finger should be. His charm overwhelming me I nod "oh thank you misuer"I say I would surely be blushing if possible but I fortunately am unable to now.
He grabs the needle and thread out of finleys hands and swiftly skews my finger back on the seams so well sewn that it almos looks as though the finger never left my hand. I examine it as he finishes. "Oh thank you misuer it is wonderfull" I say thankfully he nods and kisses my hand through the mouth guard. "You are more then welcome miss" he says. I smile and turn to Finley "Lee may I talk to misuer slenderman?" I ask she nods and pushes away from the wall she had been leaning against "sure I'll take you there now" she says stretching her arms up and then popping her knuckles. She walks out leaving me to follow behind her.

I'm sorry if it ends strangely but I had no idea how to end this chapter and sorry for the late post I had trouble writing this chapter hopefully next chapter will be better.