I was walking through the forest when I heard it. 

An earsplitting shriek. 

I followed the scream to an old, abandoned cabin in the middle of the woods. I recognized the cabin. Its were I grew up. My oldest friends must be inside, playing with their new toy they found in the woods today.

I walked up to the front door of the cabin. I reached out to grab the handle, but hesitated. I thought about going in for awhile, before I heard a voice on the other side of the door. 

"Are you gonna stand out there all day, or are you gonna come in, Vendetta?" I looked at the door as it opened, to see a tall male standing in the door way. 

"I didn't know if I would be allowed inside, sorry Hoodie. I can leave if you want me to." I started to walk away from the door. 

"No. No need to leave. Just come inside already." Hoodie moved aside so I could walk in, " make sure you close the door as well, bad enough that you can here this woman scream. Don't want her to be seen by someone."  he walked away from the door. I followed him inside, and closed the door behind me. Inside was another male. He was a bit taller than Hoodie.

"Hey Masky. Look who decided to join us." hoodie said, walking through the old cabin. I walked over next to Masky. He was holding a knife and a rag, as if  he was ready to clean it off because it got stained.

"Hi Masky." 

"hello, Vendetta. Are you gonna help this time, or just watch like usual?" I looked at him. 

"Ill watch like usual. I don't want you guys to get yelled at by papa." I never wanted them to get into trouble. My 'father' always wanted me to go to school and lead a normal life. Going to school is as normal as it gets for me. When I was littler my step mom and father abused me. When I was 5, I finally got tired of it and ran away. I ended wandering around in the forest for sometime, before a tall figure found me. He said his name was Slender man. I've heard of tales of the slender man, but I didn't think that they were real. He took me in and treated me like his daughter. I really appreciated the fact that he took me away from my old family. Now I live with a bunch of killer people, literally. Everyone that I live with kill other people, but their so caring about me and what happens in the house. 

"Are you sure you don't want to help? We got someone that we know you hate." They walked into another room, "Vendetta? Come here." I walked into the room that they walked into. I was a woman in her late twenties, early thirties. She was tied to a chair and crying. I took a good look at her and gasped. I looked back at hoodie and Masky.