RosettaDragon

    Slenderman’s POV    A faint scent of dried blood drifts through the air. I stand across the hall, waiting for her door to open. I can hear her soft whimpers from behind the door, but nothing else. The door is motionless, taunting and tempting me to open it. I want to see her. I want to hold her. I just want her.    __________… I’m so sorry.    I listen closely to her soft sobs; it is my only sign that she is there.    I promise I will never do anything like that to you ever again.    Eventually, the sobs soften and fade, disappearing into silence. The silence that I had enjoyed so much in the past is now my anathem

Oliver went off to do a few things to get ready for the night. He was quite giddy as he knew soon he would have the girl of his dreams all to himself for a while. He hummed and he worked on cooking when it was time for dinner. He was luckily, a rather good cook. He sprinkled a little bit of sleeping power into her food after he placed it on her plate. He knocked on Francois' door. "I am about to feed her. I'll let you know when it is done. Be ready." He said and then skipped a little away. He approached the door that lead down to the basement. He walked down happily and went to (y/n). You heard the movement and knew who it was. A deep frow

Tic. Tac. Tic. Tac You were going crazy. You could. feel. it. It have been a while now that you didn't saw the damned butler, not that you minded. It just, you couldn't take a nap without knowing where he was, in fear that he would do something nasty while you sleep. You sighed tiredly, feeling that you will sleep in a matter of seconds. You let your head fall down on the armchair of your office, not caring what could happen. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ You felt something tickle your nose and you quickly stand up. What the hell was that? You