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(*Reader POV*)

I was wondering around in the forest near my house, looking for my German Shepherd puppy, Delilah. She had managed to chew through her runner cord, and now.... I hope I can find her. "Delilah! Come here girl!" My voice reverberated through the forest, and I actually heard a bit of an echo. I heard the leaves crunching under my feet, seeing as they had fallen from the coming of autumn. Normally when I came in the forest, I could hear Mockingbirds and Blue Jays chirping, and see the occasional deer with her fawn in a search of food. But, today it was creepily quiet, and rather misty. Not that good misty where the water is warm and not thick, but the kind that chilled you to the bone and was so thick you couldn't even see a foot in front of you. I shivered, and paused momentarily. As I did, I heard a soft crunch behind me. I froze, hearing my heartbeat in my ears as it picked up. I felt my fear cause my blood to run cold. Who would be out here in this mist? Delilah would have barked if it was her... Slowly, I turned around, careful to not make a noise that would draw attention to myself. I saw a flash of yellow, and I stayed quiet. I hugged my (color) jacket to me, shivers causing my teeth to chatter together. My breath caused dragons to go from my mouth, and I tried to calm it down because anything could hear it. I suddenly heard barking, and loud crunches as something came running to me. "Delil-" I choked on her name, for it wasn't her. It was some sort of gruesome, smiling dog that had bright red and black fur. Its smile was so horribly like a human's, and small bits of flesh were caught in between them. I felt horror drain the last bit of color from my face as the dog began to crouch and growl at me. I slowly began to back up, praying I wouldn't step on a twig and further anger the dog. But as I began to back up, he came forward. I heard a whistle, and the dog's ear perked at it, but he didn't go to whoever had released it. I started to go faster, until I stepped on a slippery patch of ground and slipped. I fell backward and felt my head smash against something. My vision swam and went black, but before I did I saw someone with a yellow hoody on bending over me.

(*Hours later*)

I heard a few voices, but they weren't close enough to be made out. My head throbbed, and I had to hold back a groan of pain. I crammed my eyelids together, and very carefully lifted my hand to my head. I felt something like bandages, and going towards the back, I felt what I think is a gauze. I heard someone coming, so I put my hand down and went still. They came closer, until they stopped at whatever I was laying on. I heard someone following them, and they stopped right by the first person. I felt a gloved hand run down my arm, pausing at my wrist. "She's beautiful, isn't she Mask?" Mask? "Yeah. Where'd you find her?" "Out in the forest. She was calling for someone, I think its that dog we found." "What do you think Slender is going to do with her? When she wakes, she'll see us and then..." "I know..." I heard the nameless one sigh, and he began to rub his thumb in a circle on my wrist. "Hoodie, maybe you should ask him to spare her in return for something? I mean, it's clear you have a liking for her..." I heard the nameless one, or well now Hoodie, grumble and quietly groan. "I guess so. But if she wakes and doesn't agree to those terms, there's a lot of horrid things our master could do." With that, Hoodie took his hand from my wrist and they began to walk away. When I heard them go out of range for my hearing, I opened my eyes and slowly sat up. My vision swam momentarily, but cleared. I looked around at my surroundings, spotting several shelves of medical supplies, multiple beds, a few thick books, and some filing cabinets. I was missing my jacket, and my boots. Where in the hell am I? I heard someone coming, and when I turned my head to look at who it was, I felt the color run from my face for the second time today: there was a man with no face, and extremely long limbs and height.

He had sat on the bed across from me, told me his name, and explained where I was: in a mansion that was inhabited by beings known as Creepypastas. He told me I was here because one of his "proxies" had brought me here when I had fallen in the forest. "What.... What are you going to do with me?" I peered up at him, seeing as he was still taller than me even when he was sitting. "I'm not quite sure yet. We will see." And with that, he left, but said over his shoulder that food would be coming soon.