Journal Entry 15: Slenderman

I looked around. I couldn't quite make out where I was because I was surrounded by darkness. I could feel the could hard concrete press underneath my palms as I set up. "Hello?," I called out to know one. I got up off the floor and stood up. I felt around for anything that might help me find my way out. My foot got caught over something and I almost fell I felt around. It was a table. On top of the table was a flashlight. I grabbed it and switched it in but it didn't come on. I beat it over the palm of my hand and the dim light unwillingly kicked on. I shined it around the room. The room was completely empty except for the table. There was a door over in the corner. I walked over to it and placed my hand on the knob. It was so cold it made my bones ache. I slowly turned it and it open. There was a long hallway with more doors. I walked down the hall. I checked all the doors. Most if them were empty except for one. I walked over to the the door and shined my light through the tiny window. There was a human laying on the ground. I couldn't tell if they were breathing or not. I tried to open it but it was locked. I busted out the glass from the the window and opened it from the other side. I walked over to the body and flipped them over. It was Octavius. He was completely stripped of all his clothing and there was a huge gash that started under his chin and stopped right over his pelvic bone. I could tell that he had been opened, dissected. His lifeless eyes stare up at the ceiling. "What did he do to you?," I asked as tears filled my eyes and ran down my cheeks. I scooped him up in my arms and sat there and cried. I couldn't believe this was happening again, first with Jewel and now with Octavius. I grabbed my flashlight and rose to my feet. I took the jacket that u was wearing off and draped it over him. I got up and turned around and there he stood in the door way. He had what appeared to be organs. I'm assuming they were Octavius's. Each one was placed in a bag to it's self. "You sick son of a bi...," I didn't have time to finish my sentence because a tentacle shot out from behind his back and wrapped around my waist as tight as it could. I woke up crying and screaming. Little beads of sweat rolled down my face. I lifted my shirt to find that there was a huge bruise that wrapped around my waist. I wasn't even safe in my sleep.