Jeff stood there, just staring at the body of the 15 year old. Bloodied , not moving. D e a d.

The killer refused to accept it. Refused to humour the thought of the child not being alive. He lifted the child, with the red coating his hoodie and began to speak as though he had been a little child again.

"It's okay, kiddo. Mommys sleeping, so you can wake up any minute now and we can join her. That little scratch won't sting anymore. I'll bandage it up."

Jeff said, sounding more erratic and desperate as the boys head just lulled back, no sign of life in his system. Just silence, normally the killer loved this but not now. Now it just felt empty ...and terrifying. Like how silent his days in the asylum had been. After they put him in the "Happy Room"

Nothing happy, happened in that room.

"Jerry.."

The killer stated, the high starting to fade and the sick realisation sinking in. Jeff stopped in the middle of the hallway and now, with a clear vision. Seen the corpse of the child in his arms. Head lulled back and eyes staring up in so much terror , mouth open in a scream that never got to escape and the red bloodied slit on his throat.

"This is not funny, son."

Jeff said as he felt his body shake and his lips tremble as all the memories of the years he spent raising him, nurturing him, learning to love him. All now shredded in that mere instant. Jeff started to scream in hysterics as he clutched the boys dead body to his chest. This wasn't fair. He was too young ... too young to die...too young...

"My son...m..my brave son..."

He whispers as he walked to the living room and seen Krystal dead too. His eyes widened and he looked at the bloodied knife, the memory, although hazy had returned to him and he felt even more sick. He killed her. He killed the only person that ever gave a shit about him.

"The...wait the portal! I can ask him to reset this place! That's what I can do"

Jeff said with cheer as he placed the boy beside his mother and ran to the portal room. Only to see someone smashing the device. The killer shouted but was stunned and frozen by the person facing him...

"...So...the rumour wasn't a lie...."

He stated as his green scarf fluttered in the wind and his eyes met Jeffs.

"You really did, replace your own brother."

Jeff couldn't believe this. No way could he be here, but here he was.

The flash was so fast that Jeff never had the ability to dodge it at all, he felt the blade pierce into his neck and blood seep down onto the floor. Jeff was twitching painfully and listened to that familiar voice hum one of the songs their mother often sang to them.

His eyes began to close as images blurred , the last thing that Jeff heard, was the same voice softly whisper.

"Now it's your turn, to go to sleep, big brother."

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"This just in, a fire has been set in a local house ."

"The inhabitenst unrecognisable from the burns and the damage done, no form of evidence can be traced to the culprit. Now more on the news after 10 -"

The male from where he sat , turned the tv off and looked down into his phone at the list of messages from people that contacted him over Jeffs murder. Slenderman was furious. He knew his mission was to watch, but..his brother had been in enough pain. It was time to put him, and the people involved out of their misery.

"Despite what they all say....I really do, still love my brother...so much so..that, I'd rather him be dead, than live through the pain he forced himself in..."

He said to no one in particular . Looking up , he smiled at an old photo.

"Someday soon...I'll join them, in their happy euphoria...but for now...I have a job to finish...I have to make one last person fall asleep."

Liu said silently as he held up a photo of their old abusive father and stabbed a knife into it.

"After years.....I finally tracked him down...and now. It's time he paid for everything...then, I think I too....will go to sleep..."

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Well, it's done maybe , maybe not. Maybe I'll finish it off by having one last torture filled chapter.

But I'm off now and I'll update tommorow.

Night!