Chapter 1

    Just like last time, my ears were filled with the soft rumbling sound, which was the first level of ambient noise in the game. Kasey started breathing hard like she was hyperventilating and freaked out.

   "What? What is it? Yes! I know, it's just like the music in the game, but we have to keep going!" I told her, shoving the medium sized teddy bear in her arms and grabbing her wrist, dragging her around the hallways.

   "I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE HEARING THIS RIGHT? THE SOUND IS LITERALLY IN MY FREAKIN' EARS!!! KRIS, MAKE IT STOP!!!" Kasey was begging.

   "I can make the sounds stop," I mentioned and turned to her as we, which we're technically forced to, walk slowly down the halls and turning the corners.

    "Really?!?!?! How?!?!" she responded.

    "Oh, I'm not talking about the rumbling sound . . ." I said kinda threateningly to her, gesturing to her mouth, which wont SHUT UP!!

   "You know how to do this, right? Because if I die, it's your fault!' Kasey points out. I sigh and we turn a corner to another room, which wasn't as smooth as the last times. We both greeted the body of a mutilated, headless man that was impaled though the heart on the wall with his organs showing and a large pool of blood surrounding it with shrieks of pure horror. Kasey was hyperventilating this time and ran behind me, pushing me in the room, which I tried to resist. But it wasn't that easy, this girl gets strong when it comes to fear. Last time we saw a horror movie, she literally dragged me from the theater room to the bus station outside.

   "Kasey! Freaking turn the other way!!!" I screamed. She let me go and I led her to the room that was next to this one. I couldn't help but notice that there was a circle painted in blood on the wall, with an X through it. The room turned out to be a hallway with a dead end.

    "Great! Now we have to turn around." I point out.

    "Do we have to?!?!" Kasey whined as I started to walk out and she reluctantly followed. I turned around to face her.

   "Yeah, we do, 'cause if we don't, then we'll have to say hi to -" I took notice in the tall, skinny, black and white figure with tentacles that appeared behind Kasey "-SLENDY!!! RUN, RETARD, RUN!!!" I shouted as Kasey shrieked from my sudden outburst and began to sprint out of the room, me following next to her.

   I haven't sprinted in a Slender game since, I don't know, the last time Slendy was after me. I completely forgot how worn out you feel afterwards: the tightness in my lungs, the exhaustion in my muscles, with the sick feeling in all of my insides. And another thing is Kasey didn't know what it was like, she's never been in a Slender game in real life before. Duh. But I force myself to continue to sprint, and so does Kasey. But it's not easy to avoid Slendy this time. He appears at every turn we make, at every doorway we meet, while the loud jumpscare screeching music blasts in our heads, forcing us to become immediately tense and create a sense of urgency in ourselves. But that's exactly what they want. They want us to have the feeling of needing to be quick, so that we're so caught up on trying to get away as fast as possible, that it makes us get caught from the lack of focus. Well, thinking about that, I've been shouting, "Just focus!" to Kasey the whole time we were chased, and she seemed to understand. And after one dreadfully slow minute of avoiding Slendy, we're in the middle of an abandoned classroom gasping for air like we were about to die from drowning.

   Kasey collapses on the floor and tries to control her breathing, while I rack my memories of playing Slender-Elementary and try to come up with a plan, but hardly anything shows up. I was mostly a pro at The 8 Pages. C'MON BRAIN, WORK!!! Wait, I remembered to always try and get the bear outside first, so that it won't be the last one. Search the classrooms closest to each other, and try to get the bear outside first. Once I come up with my strategy, I pull Kasey up and I tell her that we should head for the bear outside.

   But not until Slendy appears right in front of the bear, causing the static and weakness to overwhelm both of us. I can feel myself collapse as the feeling of the environment around me softly fades away, the image of Slenderman flickering in a snowstorm of static the only thing my eyes can witness before I black out.