I stared at the cheesecake in my hands and tilted my head slightly. I hadn't taste real food since I've been stuck in that shed for 7 years. Suddenly somebody kicked the door open. Jesus. What is it with people kicking doors down? A male figure with messy black hair and a really big smile in a white hoodie questioned me.
"Where's L.J.?" He asked roughly. I didn't answer. He pulled his knife out slowly. Startled, I shook my head. I didn't know who "L.J." was, Nor do I even want to know who was that "L.J."
"Dude, chill. I'm right here." A voice came right behind.
"Slender man wants to see you." The wide smile guy smirked.
"L.J." Who I'm assuming is Jack. Jack shrugged-nodded then turned to me, eyeing the cheesecake. His eyes narrowed when he asked me who brought the cheesecake. I didn't answer.
"I said who brought the cheesecake. Don't make me repeat things twice doll face." He growled.
"H-hoodie.." I stuttered.
Jack nodded his head and cursed silently while heading downstairs to see.. Wait.. Slender man?
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Fanfiction**Highest rank in Horror: 61** {Since May 19, 2018} ~*•~•*~ "You okay? Jack asked, once he returned with an aid-kit in his hand. "Yeah." I stated. I hiccuped. Jack frowned. "You're lying." ~*•~•*~ It's hard to keep secrets, when you hiccup every tim...