{Warning Cursing}

(3rd Person P.O.V)

(Y/n) nearly trip as she made a brake for the door. She longed for the shiny, golden knob to be in her grasp, so desperate to get away from the psychotic teenager behind her. Once she grabbed the handle, she ripped the door open and ran down the dark corridor. Honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if she pulled the door out of it's frame. As she ran, she didn't even look at her surroundings, the only thing she was focused on was the black haired maniac that was cursing up a storm while chasing her down the hall way. (You were never a track star but damn! You could ran if you needed to).

{Your P.O.V}

"Come Back Here You Little Bitch!!!!!"

The man yelled as you ran down the hallway. "As If You Fucking Asshole!!!!"

Right as you finished your sentence a vase was thrown in you're direction, just missing your head, causing you to scream as it hit the wall while you rounded the corner continuing your run into the next corridor. You knew you were at a disadvantage, he knew this house and you didn't. You had no clue as to where you were going, all you knew was you had to get away. You just kept running rounding corners left and right. Eventually, you had lost the psycho with the pail skin and slowed your pace to a speed walk. You were hungry, and exhausted. Your pace slowed even more you started to wonder this like, how long you've been gone for? How were you going to explain a killer clown to the cops? ." You were literally knocked out of your thoughts when you bumped into something and fell on the floor. You looked up only to freeze in fear. Your eyes were glued to the figure that stood directly in front of you, towering over you, the creature that you never thought existed. The Slenderman. The faceless man just stared at you with his head tilted to the side. You were so unsure of what to do. Your helpless form sat on the carpeted floor in the dimly lit corridor, as you were fighting with yourself in your head whether to make a brake for it or not. You were yet again knocked out of your thoughts when a deep, low voice spoke. "So you are the one who is causing trouble in my mansion?"

He said it more to himself than you. Out of no where two tendrils came out of his back and grabbed hold of your ankles, dangling you upside down so her could inspect you further. His face was tilting up and down so he could 'look' at you. You were shaking in his grip, trying your best not to scream each time his face got closer to yours. You stopped trembling when you heard him laughing. His laugh was deep and raspy as if he hadn't laughed in a while. You were confused but also pissed off. "What's so funny?"

You spat. He stopped laughing and looked at you intently.You felt so helpless so you just looked at the floor. "Wow. I'm impressed, you were just trembling and now you're trying to be brave. How could such a little specimen like you cause so many problems?"

You didn't know how to respond. The only thing you gave him as a response was the look of disgusted that you had plastered on your face. You were so confused. You had so many questions like, why weren't you dead yet? "(Y/N) I'm not going to kill you, yet".

Damn, you forgot he could read minds. "Although, I can't say the same for Jack. Laughing Jack is not going to be please once he sees you."

You just kept staring at the ground not sure what to do until, another tendril tilted your chin up to look at him. "I am going to return you to him, and do you know why?"

You simply shook your head no. "You still have a fighting spirit and I want to brake you of it, before you die."