3. Stacy? (1/2)
an: hello and welcome back to my story everyone! sorry for the long delay but recently i haven't felt like writing and i'm just really fucking lazy. i'll stop wasting your time now.
disclaimer:
i do not and never will own slenderman.
chapter three:
"stacy?"
stacy's pov
"where the hell am i?" i thought to myself. i was on a stone cold floor and one of the biggest headaches of all time. looking around i realized i was in a barren stone room with a large steel door that just seemed to be the only way out. groaning in agony i got up and walked over to the door. as i made my way to the door flashes of what had happened to me begin to play out in my mind.
it was a saturday night. it was also the two year anniversary of when jonathan had left. he had been my best friend and maybe i had wanted him to be more at one point, but it didn't matter now because he was gone now. he hadn't even had the decency to tell say he was leaving to me or even my mother. no! that little bitch had just left me and my mother a note saying he was leaving. sure he had left us his number but i wasn't going to call that asshole. no and good riddance! naturally i had went ahead and done what i always did when his name came up. i got drunk. i remembered drinking ridiculous amounts of alcohol and passing out, but where the hell was i now?
at the door now i realized it was a large steel door and… it was locked. great ,now what? sighing in annoyance i walked back to the wall opposite of the door. i laid down and eventually heard the sound of footsteps from outside the door. curious i got up and began to walk towards the door again, when it swung open and i came face to face with the last person i ever thought i'd see.
jonathan's pov
i had followed the map at first light only to arrive in front of a large underground bunker entrance. what in the hell a bunker was doing in the middle of the woods was not my concern at the moment, but if stacy was in it then it sure as hell was. taking in a huge
eath i delved into the bunker in hopes of finding stacy.
i walked down a narrow hallway flashlight in my left hand and pistol in my other. at the end of the hall i found a large steel door with a note on the front of it. "behind this door is a past better left buried… this also includes your friend, jonathan." staring at the note i closed my eyes and opened the door. behind the door was a large area with twists, turns, and enough hallways to make my head spin. in front of me was a chair with a note and key. picking up both note and key i read the note. "this key will open the door to your friend and marks the start of a new hunt. i won't lose you a second time. let the hunt begin." tightening my grip on the flashlight i put the key in my front pocket and checked my pistol. aiming the flashlight in front of me i chose a random path and began to walk.
as i walked down the hallway i felt an odd feeling. it felt… it felt as if i was being watched. growing a bit paranoid i began to walk faster taking a left turn at the first fork in the hall. that was when i saw it. it looked human yet it scurried on all fours and faster than a human. aiming my light at it i noticed that it had no eyes. where its eyes should've been were large black gaping holes. it hissed at the light i held and scurried off. i paled. now i had to avoid this thing as well.