Ft. Timothy Wright, Brian Thomas, Tobias Rogers, Liam "Cody" Williams, Jeffrey Woods, Kate Milens, Slenderman.
Description; Just random texts between creepypasta characters.
Different Parts; -> Pt. 1 <-, Pt. 2, Pt. 3, Pt. 4
Warnings; Moderate Cursing
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Tim's middle name isn't actually Christopher. I just used the middle name of his actor from Marble Hornets.
Event is what many of the residents of the mansion call B.E.N. (Behavior Event Network) to not get confused with Ben.
Fun Fact; Brian doesn't smoke like Tim does. Instead, once in awhile he'll make edibles. He always puts labels so they aren't mistaken for normal brownies. Unfortunately, it seems someone has removed the labels as a prank. I think it was B.E.N.
The overwhelming white noise only got worse by day,like a mosquito who made it's nest inside your brain,flying around and getting louder and louder as time passed.
All you could do is curl on the floor,hands on your ears as you closed your eyes shut. If you cannot see them then they cannot see you-that was a rule of thumb from the time you were younger and were afraid of the thing in the corner. Can you remember?
You locked yourself in that damned room for some days now and you started to lose your mind,slowly but surely. As you further curled yourself on the floor you could feel another presence in the room,a towering figure that lost it's patience towards you.
Calm your mind.
The entity spoke inside your head,the words vibrating inside your skull,silencing every running tought that was disturbing you.
Stand up.
A silvery voice with a demonic note to it as if someone was speaking with a special effect. Your body moved on it's own,unwillingly,as if you were a puppet. Your eyes now were fully open to the faceless man in front of you.
That's it. Good.
A short silence after every small sentence.
What this entity even wants from you? Could you pray it all away? Will you die here? You want to go home even tough the faces you used to know now are blurry. Have you hated anyone in particular? Been hurt? Developed unhealthy habits? Is home better?
All you could do is stare at the figure with teary eyes,frozen in place like a weeping angel. The wet,slimy feeling on your cheek broke your stance with a small jump. A black tentacle was attached to the soft skin on your face,right where your tear landed.
Long,pale fingers that resembled a mannequins hand as well as a plain,classic black suit with a tie made him look like an out-of-place faceless model. Altough over 8 feet tall,the roof of your room seemed to stretch further so that the creature wasn't slouching. He made sure to not do that,to not harass your fears even more than he did already,that's why he toyed with your mind so that he looked his best "non threatening self" to you.
You were left staring at him,not knowing if you were too afraid to move or if he had some sort of control over your body. What does it want from you?
I need you to do what you're best at.
What's that you're best at? What does this demon event want that you could possibly offer him?
Fight.
Your eyes widened even more than they were already. Fight who? Why? One million questions left unanswered just for him to dissappear in a blink of an eye.
The roof was back to it's normal length from the floor as the small,red mark on your cheek remained warm from his gesture. To soothe you? To scare you? Perhaps to prepare you.
Who knows for what.
Jeff
The creature made it sure so that you understand to get out of your room. The tought of that thing appearing again in front of you further fueled your need to get out and to possibly find a way out.
Every hallway was empty,dark and cold with different colored doors which belonged to the residents. There were voices coming out of the lightened parts of the mansion which you wanted to ignore for now. Slowly,you checked every window for any safety lock that could pop open and release you to freedom.
There was one problem even if you managed to open them-the dead forest that surrounded the mansion. You could only look trough the glass at it,a visible frown forming on your face.
"You scared?" the voice made you let out a squel as you looked into the direction of the voice,ready to flee. "Ah fuck,a jumpy one,not much of a fighter,are we?" he snickered,taking a few steps forward,light hitting his pale,mutilated face.
"What's the matter?Cat's got your tongue?" the man smirked as he placed his hands inside the pockets of his hoodie.
"No." you simply replied,shifting your gaze from his permanent smile to his eyes,not wanting to draw unwanted attention. The last thing you wanted was to be disrespectful towards one of those creeps.
"You look like you've seen a ghost" he joked,his eyes traveling down your body almost as if making you uncomfortable on purpose. His original plan was to come up to you,give you the creeps and toy with your nerves as a welcoming gift but it seemed that the killer had a new idea.
"I should be going." you stated in a hurried manner before taking your leave.
"Leaving without any introductions? How rude. Besides,weren't you supposed to be out of your prison?" he asked,titling his head at you in a mocking manner.
"How do you know that..?"
"Well,you just confirmed." the man smirked,leaning on the side of the wall next to him.
You didn't want to know where this conversation was leading to so you left once again. As you approached your door you looked behind you to meet an empty hallway. A shiver ran down your spine as you locked yourself once again in your so called prison.
Ben
You could swear sometimes that you felt watched trough that old fashioned TV. It was an old boxy Hitachi that you never opened nor found the remote to it,yet it seemed that sometimes it had it's own will.
This day in particular that cursed object got crazy,the volume shot trough the roof and various random images were flashing trough it. You tried to hit it to make it stop but it only got louder and louder. Grey flowers,black and white scenes from different movies,your eardrums would start to bleed at this rate from the volume.
A sudden yell as a jumpscare of an eerie face popped up made the TV shut down as you jumped backwards. That disorted face looked straight at you.
You're desperately looking around as your chest rises and falls with every rushed breath of air. In a last attempt to calm down your fears,you pull the white sheet off your bed and throw it on the tv. All you need to do now is to turn it around so that the screen is no longer facing you,even trough the soft material.
You just stare at it for a few moments before gaining the courage to approach it. Just before your fingers brush the object,the cover moves on it's own as if someone or something is behind it,a long stretched hand from behind the cloth makes you scream and step away from it,losing your balance and crawling towards the door.
To your misfortune,it's seems it's locked,not by you at least. Budging the handle a couple of times you desperately look behind to notice the shape of a human forming from beind the sheet,crawling outside the TV.
"Rude." whatever was behind it spoke,now fully standing a couple of feet from you,slowly peeling the cloth from it.
You gave up on the handle and fell to the floor,your face hiding on your knees as you shield your face with your hands.
A few steps could be heard and you felt how that thing crouched to your level. A few moments go by and you slowly rise your head up from your improvised safe place.
"Boo!"
You just stared at him,unsure of what to do next so that the blonde entity in front of you leaves you be.
"You make me feel bad,you know..I'm not that ugly." he pouted as he stood up,taking a few steps back and crossing his legs as he sat on the boxy object he came from. "Allright,I'm far away now,you can stop being terrified." he laughed,almost as if he was a friend pulling a silly prank on you and not almost giving you a heart attack.
You looked once again at the door handle,wondering if it magically unlocked itself.
"Oh,I just got what you're looking for!!" he exclaimed happily,dangling the key on his finger with a big bright smile on his face. "I will give it to ya! But first,you must give something to me." he smirked,continuing to play with the key between his fingers.
"What do you want?" you gulped,standing up as to somewhat assert your dominance.
"Ah-ah-ah" he made a dramatic wave of his hand before pointing back to the floor. "Let's not get ahead of ourselves,let's get to meet eachother first! Don't get me wrong,but you don't even know my name~ I appreciate your boldness tough!" his playful tone made you raise an eyebrow to his perverted mind.
"Well..won't you ask my name?" he laughed,as if your pathetic situation wasn't enough nerve wrecking already. You decided to ignore his request that pointed to the floor and stood your ground which only made him more curious of you.
"Who are you?" you bluntly asked,a serious tone attached to the question.
"Rude." he repeated in the same manner as he rolled his eyes at you. "You can call me Ben,and,if you would smile more your pretty face would be even prettier!" he winked,placing the key in his non dominant hand.
What the fuck were you supposed to reply to that? Okay? I didn't ask you for advice?
"Introduce yourself." He commanded.
"What-"
"AH-AH-AH" he made the same annoying and dramatic wave of his hand at you. "I only asked your name" Ben smiled in an innocent manner at you.
"Y'N. I'm Y/N." you sighed,eyeing the key in his hand.
"Charmed. Well,Y/N,I apologise for scaring you." he laughed as he stood up. "Here's your key." he raised his hand up and let the object fall,you were quick enough to catch it and before you could look at him once again,he disappeared.
Without any second tought you rushed to the door who seemed to be unlocked now,one last glance to the TV made you shiver as another glitch popped up. The door was open,the key inside the lock was gone and another set of keys were left at your doorstep.Seemed like those were the original pair.
Sally
You stared at your reflection in the broken mirror near the end of the hallway. You would've broken that mirror too if your face would have remembered you of the awful things those monsters did.
"You look pretty." a high-pitched,feminine voice startled you as you looked behind you to see a young girl,big emerald eyes looking up to you.
"Like a princess!" she continued with a soft giggle, rocking her body back and forth. "Did I scare you? I'm awfully sorry,I didn't mean to." the young girl confessed before making a step forward,making you back two steps behind.
"Ah,I'm Sally! I'm sorry again. I just wanted to..make a friend! Do not be scared!" you felt both terrified of the bloody child in front of you and sorry for whatever made her end up here.
She pouted as she backed away from you as well "It's okay! I know first meetings..well,I've been told by him that first meetings can be scary at first..but,I will be happy if you show yourself more often!" Sally showed you a bright hopeful smile. "I will wait!" she took her leave with a graceful bow as she disappeared into the darkness of the hallways.
You felt bad you couldn't say one word in return. Little did you know,the ghostly kid took a brand new dress and even promised to not haunt you inside the safety of your room. She's glad she might find a friend into the newcomer.
Masky
The throbbing headache didn't take away the pounding of your heart as you quickly remembered what happened and how you ended up in the back of a car,tied up and without any way to speak with tape sticked to your lips.
"Damn it,you're awake already? Shit,shit shit shit..Brian,where did you place my crowbar-dammit" the white-masked man in the front seat was scanning the car as you prayed he didn't find the weapon that sent you there in the first place. How did he even manage to tell that you started to wake up? Was that creep staring at you?
"You'll give her a concussion,dumbass." the other man who was driving replied to his supposed friend.
"Sleeping beauty is terrified back here.." he sighed,moving his eyes from you back to the road.
"She won't have much space to pull out something back there. I say we let her get customed to the road." after a few moments of silence,the driver spoke again "You aight' Tim?"
"Yeah,I'm just wondering." the man took his mask off,analysing it a little before setting it aside.
"Bout' what?" the other man raised an eyebrow,glancing at him a couple of times.
"This is the second time The Operator tells us to bring someone. First was that prick,Cody,and now a young woman. What's her place here?" there was a moment of softness behind that tone that went away as quickly as it came,almost as if this man had either a double personality or a bipolar disorder.
"Are we making her his personal slut? Or?"
"Don't know."
Tim's gaze fell upon your eyes in the rear view mirror and with a sudden click his safety belt popped open and he fully looked at you now.
"Poor thing. All muffled up and can't even swear back at me.." Tim furrowed his eyebrow as he analyzed your face.
"I like that tape. Might use it more often. Some women deserve it more than others tough." a short laugh escaped his lips.
The driver gave him an annoyed look as he rolled his eyes back to the road.
"What? I have a soft spot for the pathetics." he scoffed before opening and closing a few compartiments in the car,all of this motion was starting to make you sick of who these people were and what they wanted to do with you.
"You didn't have one with Rogers.."
"Don't ruin my day with his name." Tim scoffed with a disgusted face."Wait,I think I have found something.." he mumbled as he pulled out a cloth and poured something on it,turning to you once again.
"You won't wake up in a better place...but.." he forced a half smile before slowly peeling off the tape on your mouth. Without any moment to spare for you to say anything,he grabbed your head and forced it against the wet cloth. A couple of moments later you blacked out,your last memory of the car ride being the blurry image of Tim backing away from you.
"So..she pretty?" his friend asked with a playful tone.
"Shut up,Brian." he barked,placing his white mask back to it's original place.
Hoodie
The wet ground only made your shivers worse as you stood frozen in place on you knees,all limbs tied so you can't move a muscle.
The chilling wind took your headache away but bought more terrifying toughts as you tried to look all around you trying to find something-anything that you could use but all there was were twigs and crushed leaves in this dead forest.
"Don't be scared,it will all get over soon." The one who previously drove the car whispered as he placed a hand on your head,brushing a few strands of hair back in place. You couldn't help but jerk your head away at the sudden touch,earning a sad sigh from the man in front of you.
"I know it's scary. Being abducted in the middle of the day,a young beautiful woman in such a cold place.. You might not like it,but you're lucky you're with us out out there"
You were tired to ask anymore questions. The more you talked the more annoyed Tim became and you didn't want to push any buttons that might bring you more harm than answers.
With a loud sigh,the man turned his head to Tim whose head was buried in the trunk of his car,seeming to try to find something lost in there. "You scared her,you dumb fuck."
The man didn't bother to face him "I'm sorry,Brian,I forgot to play gentleman with a person we kidnapped" he continued "fucking hell,this place's a mess.." he barked,nervously pushing things around the compartiment.
"Would you like to run away?" he asked as he noticed you staring at the darkness in front of you. "I wouldn't mind,you know..." he mumbled as he pulled a small pocket knife from his hoodie,making you widen your eyes in the process.
"Relax,I'm just helping you." Brian assured,playing with the tip of the knife on his palm. "I assume you don't want to be hurt,aight?"
You finally spoke up with something that was not a question "No-" you didn't even fully start your sentence as you were cut off by the man undressing himself.
He took off his jacket and placed it on your shoulders,kneeling to your level as he showed you the small knife between his fingers. "Look,if you run then I won't be the one to catch you. You wouldn't want my friend back there to put his hands on you,now do ya?" the man smirked,gesturing with his eyes to Tim who was mumbling something under his breath.
"I will cut your binds lose but sadly..I will have to let your arms be free only when we arrive at your destination,aight?"
You nodded in a hurried manner.
"Atta girl."
A loud bang could be heard as Tim finally shut the trunk down. "Let's fucking get this over with.." he approached,a metal pipe in his right hand.
Brian turned his gaze back on you,whispering loud enough for you to hear "So..who do you prefer?"
"You!You!" you cried out for a moment as you jerked your body forwards a little.
"Good." he laughed a bit as he snapped the tight ropes on your legs,giving you a welcoming cool sensation that replaced the previous burning one.
"Now,if you can stand up on ya' own.." he got up and you slowly followed as well. With a soft tug at the small of your back he gestured you to walk forward. As the three of you walked,his hand still remained here to secure you not running away from him and breaking your unspoken promise.
Toby
He remembers your face from the time The Operator assigned him to keep an eye on you. He remembers the color of your eyes,the shape of your body trough the window he watched you from and sadly,he also remembers Masky's annoyed response when he gave the report to him.
"That girl..she was..beautiful." this sentence was the first thing that he told the other proxies about you. Of course,this was not the only thing he noticed about you and he had to tell the others in exact detail what The Operator told them to be on the lookout for and what he discovered so far about you.
"Really,Rogers? Keep it in your pants and cut to the chase,dammit." The white masked man scoffed.
"Didn't know you had it in you.." he still wondered what Kate meant with that but this didn't matter now that you were right there,all alone and terrified on the cold floor of the mansion.
"You o..o-okay?" he softly asked,grabbing your attention from the creaking floor below you.
You ended up in the living room of the mansion,defeated after finding out that the huge doors that separated you from the forest outside were locked. Your eyes were wet from tears and you remained with your chest pressed to your knees,the sudden presence in your room only adding to you to curl up even more.
"It's okay. I'm ni-nice." the ticking man sat on the edge of the sofa that was facing you. Toby jerked his head for a moment,not liking how he decided to introduce himself to you. The sudden tick made you stand up and gain some safe distance in the process from him.
"I'm fine! I..sorry,it's late..I shouldn't be out.."
"What? No-no,it-it's fine!" he continued,a hand nervously brushing the back of his head. "You-you're not a prisoner he-here.." you could swear that he might get the skin off his neck if he continued to scratch himself like that.
Truth to be told,he wondered what it would be like to be in control for once. To act the way Masky treated him,to get you to be a little scared of him. Too many pornos and fake scenarios made him realise that he should approach you like the way he wanted to be approached the first time he was bought here..it wasn't going so great.
"What's your name?" you decided that making him introduce himself would be the smart choice to ease up the tension in the air.
"Ah-I'm Toby." and it worked,you earned a small laugh from him,almost as if he didn't expect you to ask his name. You tried your best to give him a soft smile in return.
"I'm-"
"I know who you are." he spoke. "I-I know your name,I meant.." he sighed,relaxing a little in his seat.
"I know y-you ha..have questions. I did too."
You raised your eyebrows in surprise at his answer. "You too?"
"Everyone there. Mostly.." another sigh escaped his lips as he looked around the room. "I'll help you out." he continued "Answer them and all of that.." he stated,supporting his head on the back of his hand,slouching a little with his elbow on his knee.
You wondered why that strange person wanted to help you in the first place. Was he allowed to? Is this a trap?
"You can have yo..your d-doubts." he broke the silence almost as if reading your toughts. "I'll wait."
You couldn't help but frown,a wave of confusion clouding your mind.
"Why am I here?"
"He wants you here" well,that didn't clarify much. "There are things that you'll understand wi-with time." the man muttered.
"That's what happened with you?"
"Yes. Either that or I'm just as lost as you." he joked.
He earned a soft giggle from you,either from the lack of information he gave you or how ironic your situation was-one of your kidnappers giving you advice about why you have been even abducted in the first place only to understand that he might have been a victim as well.
"You're not..crying anymore" Toby smiled,gesturing to his eyes and cheeks as he finished the sentence. "Good." he stood up from his seat,making some space between the two of you in the process. "It's late. Care-careful-be careful out there." you nodded and made your way to the stairs to go back to your room. With a last look back you noticed him leaning on edge of the railing,arms crossed and watching you go,almost as if making sure you safely arrive back to your room.
