[One year ago]

A lone mansion sits in the middle of a vast and dark forest as thick gray clouds hang overhead for miles. While at a glance, it looks like any other old abandoned estate that would house nothing but rats and ghosts. While the second might be true, this mansion hosts a different breed of vermin.

Within its halls, a lone figure darts from shadow to shadow as they make their way to a specific room of the mansion. Not long after, they arrive to what appears to be a kitchen. Another individual, a man in a yellow jacket, seems to have his back turned to his stalker as he appears to be busy with something. The stalker sees him and slowly creeps across the kitchen.

Twenty feet turns to fifteen. Then ten. Seconds later, a hand slowly reaches up towards the oblivious victim's head.

Toby: Hey. Hey. Masky. Hey. Hey. Masky. Hey. Masky. Masky. Hey.

Every word is met with a poke to Masky's head. He lets out an annoyed sigh as he sets down a plate of waffles.

Masky: Out of every word in the English language, why are those the only ones you can say without stuttering?

Toby: Pract-tice.

Although he can't see his face, Masky can practically hear his smile. Shimmying his way around his companion, Toby spots the waffles and yoinks them off the counter. With a stuttered thanks, he makes his way to a nearby chair, takes his mouth guard off, and chows down. The masked individual just leans against the counter.

Masky: Hey, have you gotten word from Ben?

Toby: Mmr mmhm. *Gulp* L-last I hear-ard, he w-was ss-stalking some girl in Phi-Ph-Ph-Phil-Philadelphia.

Masky: That was almost five months ago. The longest it's ever taken him was two.

Toby: Maybe he-he likes this o-o-one.

The hatchet wielding killer lets out a small chuckle as he goes back to eating. Masky just shakes his head as he looks off into empty space.

Masky: Speaking of liking... how goes it with Natalie?

Toby almost chokes on some waffle from the mention of Clockwork's real name. After saving himself from an embarrassing death, he proceeds to stare at Masky while spitting out a random assortment of sounds, making his former stuttering sound like an exquisite accent.

Toby: Wh-b-di-ah--

Masky sports a smile behind his namesake as he manages to get back at his friend.

Masky: You two aren't exactly inconspicuous about it. Honestly though, it's good to hear that you're both happy. We don't get a lot of that around here.

Before the stuttering murderer could give a somewhat coherent answer, Masky suddenly looks off in the distance, a whisper in his head getting his full attention.

Masky: I gotta go. I just got a mission with Hoodie from Slenderman. But when we get back, I'll annoy you about it.

Finishing the waffles, Masky washes the plate and silverware before putting them away. As he takes his leave to do Slender's bidding, Toby simply remains seated as he lets out an annoyed sigh. Somehow stuttering that as well.

[Present day]

In that same mansion, in that same kitchen, sits that same stuttering Pasta looking out the door that his friend exited out of, never to see Masky again after that day. Toby, letting out a saddened sigh, sulks deeper into his seat as he thinks back not only on the death of his closest friend, but also several others that have suffered the same fate. He simply leans his head into his hands as he wishes nothing more than ever for Masky to annoy him back like he promised.

Meanwhile, in the main foyer of the mansion, Eyeless Jack paces back and forth with a phone in hand. All while muttering with concern. For the dozenth time, he tries calling Zero and Hobo's phone. For the dozenth time, no answer. Excepting the situation, he calls someone else as he makes his way to front door. Within seconds, Clockwork answers the phone.

Clockwork: What's up--

Jack: Grab Toby and meet me at the front entrance, Zero isn't picking up.

Without another word, Jack hangs up and reaches for the door. As he touches it, he turns around and lets out a sharp whistle. From the shadows, a grotesque looking dog with a hellish grin rushes to his side, tail wagging the whole time.

Jack: That's right, Smile, we're heading out.

Opening the door, the two head outside as another duo quickly follow behind.

[30 minutes later]

After a few well picked turns in the bleak forest, the four killers arrive to a less depressing clearing in Tennessee. Creepypasta magic for the win. Smile Dog, nose deep in the dirt and grass, sniffs out for any familiar scent to pick up on. Not far behind, Eyeless Jack, Ticci Toby, and Clockwork follow the supernatural canine at a fast pace.

Clockwork: Are we sure they're around here?

Jack: Hobo said he was going to replant a tree in Tennessee, and Zero was smart enough to update where they specifically were. They should be here.

Before anyone can voice more concerns for their fellow murderers, Smile's sniffing becomes more intense as he picks up something. Without waiting for a reply, he suddenly bolts to a random direction across the treeline. Caught off guard, the three other pastas soon try to keep up with their four legged companion. After a few seconds of nonstop running, the group spots something ahead of them.

Clockwork: I see a body!

Picking up the pace, they rush over to said body, the recognizable black and white clothing a clear sign as to who it is. Now just a few feet away, the three bipedal Pastas stand in despair as they look down at the headless body of Zero.

Toby: J-J-Jesus.

While the three are stunned at what they see, Jack spots Smile sniffing the air some more before going into the forest.

Jack: You two know what to do. I'll be right back.

Jogging to catch up with their canine friend, Jack leaves Toby and Clockwork to gather Zero's remains. Moments later, the blue masked killer spots Smile circling another body. Getting closer, he winces as he sees the brutalized body of Hobo Heart. Taking a few seconds to collect himself, he simply excuses the fact that another of his friends is dead.

Jack walks over to Hobo's body, Smile pauses sniffing one of the bloodied arms to move out of the way, and just kneels next to the former supernatural being. He puts a hand on his winged friend's shoulder. Glancing down to Hobo's opened chest, unable to imagine the fight that went down.

Jack: You will be missed.

A moment later, as if in response to his voice, Hobo's destroyed head snaps up, puking up a torrent of blood before wheezing in a breath of air. Shocked, Jack almost falls backwards from the sudden action. This surprise is soon replaced with panicked hopefulness as he helps his wheezing friend move his head to dispell more blood.

Jack: Oh my God--TOBY! Get over here, NOW!

[Some time later]

Retracing their steps, the four Pastas that had left earlier now quickly return with two extra additions. Clockwork with the body and head of Zero in her arms, while Jack and Toby help carry Hobo with his broken arms slung over each of their shoulders. Not long after, they soon arrive to the Slendermansion and practically bash open the front doors as they rush inside.

Jack: Hello!? We need help!

From a hallway, a woman in a stereotypical dirty white hoodie and mask rushes out to see what the commotion is.

Jack: Get Nurse Ann! Hobo's hurt bad!

Without a word, the fem-Pasta rushes deep into the mansion in search of the medical expert. Meanwhile, Jack and Toby bring Hobo to a nearby couch and gently set him down. All while he lets out grotesque wheezing sounds as he tries to breathe. Meanwhile, Clockwork reluctantly walks away to properly dispose Zero's body.

Toby: How the f-fuck is he still alive!? I th-th-thought his heart was r-r-rrrripped out.

Jack: He's a gemberling, his kind can survive a short time without one.

As they talk, Hobo starts to flail his arms around, simultaneously grunting and moaning. Jack tries to keep him still so he doesn't hurt himself further.

Jack: Hey--HEY! Easy! You're safe now!

With his less broken arm, Hobo blindly reaches out and grabs Jack's black hoodie, violently pulling him close. Their faces now side by side, although with much effort, the broken Pasta starts whispering in his ear. A moment later, he releases his masked companion and soon goes still on the couch. Still breathing.

Not long after, a red headed zombie-like woman in a skimpy black nurse uniform rushes out with a duffle bag. This individual being the local medic, Ann Lusen Mia, aka Nurse Ann. Moving quickly, the undead nurse shoves Jack out of the way, sets down the bag, and leans over Hobo to inspect the damage. Wasting no time, she reaches into the bag and pulls out two things. A syringe full of a unknown substance, and a human heart.

As she gets to work, Jack steps back with a stoic stance as he ponders on what Hobo just said. Toby notices this and tilts his head curiously.

Toby: W-what is it?

A second later of not talking, Jack simply turns to him and speaks in a stern voice.

Jack: I need to report to Slenderman.

And with that, he simply leaves without another word to find the owner of the mansion. Leaving a confused Toby with a barely conscious Hobo, and a determined Nurse Ann elbow deep in his ribcage.

After several minutes of navigating through the building, Jack finally arrives to Slenderman's office. Without the courtesy of knocking, he barges through the door, acquiring the faceless being's attention. Before the well dressed entity could reprimand him, Jack suddenly speaks up.

Jack: I know who's killing us.

These five words completely halts Slender's train of thought. He was in the middle of investigating any possible Zalgo spies in the mansion, but that can definitely wait for the moment. With his supernatural capabilities, he sends a telepathic question to his proxy.

Jack: Zero and Hobo were attacked not long ago. Zero's dead, but Hobo is still alive. Barely. He confirms that three people attacked them. Jane The Killer and Judge Angels are among the attackers.

This reveal surprised Slender. While he knew the two girls did not favor how the inhabitants of his mansion operated, he never expected them to actually attack his proxies. He suddenly realized that Jack did not identify the third attacker, and questions him about it.

Jack: Hobo didn't say who the third one is. All he said was "They follow a mere man" before passing out. If Nurse Ann manages to save him, we might learn more.

Hearing enough, Slender gets up from his desk, head almost touching the ceiling, and approaches the door to leave, almost shoving Jack to the side. Several thoughts run through his mind as he makes his way to where Hobo is. Not only did one of his proxies survive, but they also saw who attacked them. So he'll be damned if he's going to let his only lead die under his roof. As he travels through the halls, he thinks back on this possibile "mere man." While several ideas of torture run through his head, a semi-related thought pops up.

What stranger is capable of killing several Pastas without being caught? And for so long? Under normal circumstances, Slender would have been impressed with such capabilities, and even add another proxy to his roster.

Unfortunately, you have made this far from normal.

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