When the four were upstairs, they walked all the way down on the left side of the hall until they reached one of the rooms at the very end. Masky was about to knock on it, but the door was opened before he even could.

"I figured you three would be here, since you were training today." A lady with wavy brown hair, red eyes, and a black nurses outfit sighed, leaning against the door frame. Her deathly pale skin looked as if it were stitched together after having have been torn to bits.

"And as usual, Toby's the one to get hurt..."

"Yeah right I'm hurt..." Toby sneered, shaking his head, "you g-guys know I can't feel any pain..."

"But still, you shouldn't go and get yourself beat up so often. Just because you can't feel, doesn't mean you can't die. Now, show me where the injury is."

Toby walked up to the woman and showed her his stab wound area. "Who did this?" She asked, slowly turning his arm and checking his backside.

"(Y/N) did, but it was just an accident, she d-didn't mean to. We were just training," Toby replied, turning to (Y/N) and winking. "Who now?" The lady looked suspiciously past Toby and saw (Y/N) standing there, wearing an awkward smile. (Y/N) waved a bit and mumbled a small "Hey" trying to seem nice-ish, but the nurse kept staring.

"Err don't worry about it, Ann," Hoodie spoke up quickly, resting a hand on (Y/N)'s shoulder, "she's alright here, she's one of us."

"...Oh good, I was about to ask," she said with a sigh, giving a small close eyed smile to (Y/N). "Nice to meet you, my names Nurse Ann, but you can just call me Ann. What's yours?"

"(Y/N)," (Y/N) replied, grinning. "Nice to meet you too."

"Alright then, come on in Toby, let's see what I can do about your shoulder," Nurse Ann said, pulling the proxy into her room. "you three can wait outside for him, I won't be long." She closed the door before any of them could say anything, and then it was just Masky, Hoodie, and (Y/N) standing in the hall.

"What now?" (Y/N) muttered, scratching the back of her head. "We can go back to training without Toby, he can just come back when he's healed. Let's go," Masky replied, starting for downstairs when Hoodie caught on to his arm. "Wait Masky, don't you think we should show (Y/N) around first? I mean, she's new here and, she doesn't know her way around."

"Yeah, and I don't want anyone to try and attack me again just because they can," (Y/N) scoffed. "If they don't trust me, what's the point of living here?"

"Masky?" Hoodie hissed, and (Y/N) glanced over to see Masky looking away, seemingly thinking. (Y/N) sighed and rolled her eyes, "It's alright I guess if he just wants me to train. I know I'm still weaker than you guys and I have lots to learn."

"No, it's fine. Hoodies' right," Masky interrupted, shaking his head, "you ought to learn your way around here or else you'll be lost and in danger."

He nodded his head as if accepting his own answer and motioned for Hoodie and (Y/N) to follow him downstairs, "Come on, we'll start down here."

They descended down the steps and (Y/N) saw a few of the killers watching TV in the living room. She recognized Eyeless Jack, blue masked guy stretching comfortably on the couch. She didn't recall seeing the others however. She saw a small girl with long brown hair, pale skin and green eyes laid on the floor playing with some dolls. She wore a matted, dirty pink dress with ripped white socks covering her feet, and a teddy bear was tightly held under her arm. From her head, a trail of blood seeped down between her eyes.

"That's Sally," Hoodie murmured to (Y/N), noticing that she was looking at the girl. "She's more accepting of newcomers unlike the others, so she shouldn't be hard to get along with. Sally, come here!"

(Y/N) watched when the little girl looked up from her toys and quickly scampered her way over to them, her stuffed bear swinging in her hand. "Yes, Hoodie?" She murmured, looking up to the proxy then curiously to (Y/N). "I have a friend I want you to meet. Her name is (Y/N), and she's one of us now, so you have to be nice to her, alright?" Sally nodded a bit and looked at (Y/N), her green eyes examining her throughly.

After staring a bit, Sally chuckled and gave (Y/N) a sweet smile, confirming her trust. "(Y/N)!" She exclaimed brightly. She grabbed (Y/N)'s arm and gave it a quick hug, then she ran back to her toys on the floor.

(Y/N) almost passed out from the cuteness. "That was unexpected," (Y/N) said, glancing at Hoodie then back to the girl. "Sally may be sweet and all, but don't label her any different from the other killers here," Masky said, "she's just as deadly as any of them. But only when Slender makes her."

(Y/N) found it hard to believe that such an innocent looking little girl would also be as dark and bloodthirsty as the others, but those cuts and scratches all over her body was probably a story she did not know, and it somehow led to Sally ending up here.

(Y/N) next looked towards the TV, to a girl who looked to be about her age. She had messy brown hair that fell over her shoulders, and one of her eyes were a dull green color. Where the other eye was supposed to be, however, was a small watch-clock that was engorged in her eye-socket. (Y/N) stared intently at the clock-eye, curious as to why it was there and how she got it. The girl seemed concerned with something on the TV, because she was right up in front of it searching the screen frantically, and she turned when she saw Masky, Hoodie, and (Y/N) approaching.

"Stupid BEN is messing around inside the TV again," the girl growled, giving the screen a hard flick with her finger, and looking to Masky, "he's messing with the channels from the inside."

...From the inside?

"What do you want me to do about it? He'll keep doing it if he sees you getting upset, so just ignore him until he gets tired and comes out," Masky replied, seemingly not interested with the girl's plight. Just as Masky finished speaking, the TV screen became almost liquified and a hand slowly reached out into the open. (Y/N) stared at it in shock and stepped back as the hand stretched further and then tufts of blonde hair appeared, then a head. A male came out from the TV, a wide smirk on his pale face. He blinked his eyes that were blackened out into an endless void except for blood red pupils.

(Y/N) noticed the boy looked a lot like Link from The Legends Of Zelda, except creepier and evil looking. "Quit complaining, Clock-wimp, I can hear you whining all the way on channel 69 and it's annoying as hell," he hissed, glaring at the girl with narrowed eyes. The girl grabbed at the boy's hair and started yanking him roughly through the TV. "Hey! Let go of me! ClockBitch!!" The boy yelled, trying to rip her hands off his head.

Masky sighed, shaking his head at the two and murmured to (Y/N), "That's Clockwork and the elf is BEN Drowned. Get used to them, because they're always going at each other." (Y/N) nodded as she glanced amusingly at the two and watched as Clockwork finally pulled BEN out of the TV. He face-planted onto the floor, letting out a painful groan. "You little shit. You know better than to piss me off," Clockwork sneered, crossing her arms. She then looked up and her eyes met with (Y/N)'s for the first time.

"Whose...this?" Clockwork questioned, beginning to walk towards her. BEN lifted his head up from off the floor and looked to see who Clockwork noticed. When he saw (Y/N), a suspicious smirk appeared on his face. "Names' (Y/N), Slender's new follower servant thing..." (Y/N) said, giving a plain glance to Clockwork. "She's... a proxy, like us now," Hoodie added. "Newbie killer? Is she good?" Clockwork asked, shooting Masky a glare, then looking back to (Y/N). "She's got lots to learn, but she's proved capable. She even put Toby in Ann's room," Masky muttered.

Clockwork's eyes widened and (Y/N) swore she saw a tint of disgust in her green gaze. But against her expectation, Clockwork only smiled and chuckled a bit, shaking her head. "Of course Toby got himself in there again. He thinks getting hurt is a game just because he can't feel pain," she sighed. "Eh, I'm still going to go check on him. Welcome anyways, Newbie."

She gave a small wave before stepping away from them and heading towards the steps. Once she was far off, BEN pushed himself off the ground and stumbled before (Y/N), glaring at her with an unfaltering stare.

"So, you're (Y/N)?" He murmured, tilting his head, then looking at her, "don't know how I didn't notice you before, I mean, you're-"

"Let's not finish that," (Y/N) responded, loudly cracking her knuckles. Masky muttered BEN's name in annoyance and thwacked him on the head roughly, causing BEN to let out a small yelp and quickly rub his head. "What?? I didn't even say anything??" He sneered. "BEN I'm not dumb. Get outta here," Masky scolded and BEN grumbled as he stormed off from the three of them to the stairs.

"What's up with him?" (Y/N) asked, raising an eyebrow and watching as he left. "He's a nuisance, and tirelessly tries to impress everyone in the mansion but hopefully you'll get used to him in time and put up with his childishness," Hoodie replied. "BEN Drowned huh" (Y/N) chuckled shaking her head, and turning to the couch.

Eyeless Jack was still there as she saw before, but he didn't seem to be moving much except for steady rising of his chest and his breathing was very gentle. He was sleeping.

"I'm guessing you've already met him," Masky whispered, and (Y/N) nodded. "Good, then that's one less person to meet. Hoodie and I will take you to the others so you can greet them, then we'll get back to training."

"Ok sir," (Y/N) replied and Masky turned to her with a light sigh, "You know, you don't have to keep calling me sir. I'm just Masky. If anyone, you should be referring to Slender with that title."

"Oh ok. Sir Masky."

Masky shook his head and (Y/N) smirked with a chuckle. Masky then set off for where the other killers were, Hoodie and (Y/N) followed close behind.