Characters: masky, hoodie, slenderman, ticci toby, reader - no current pairings
Summary: running from shelter to shelter is difficult. Being chased is even worse, especially if you don't know why.
Contents and warnings: 18+ dark themes, sprained ankle, bruises, stealing, being chased, lots of fog and darkness, abandoned building, fire without apparent reason, please tell me if I missed anything 🌞
Note: I really wanted to write this, more for me than anything. I haven't been in this fandom for a few years so there might be some stuff that don't make sense with what the fandom has agreed on, I'm mostly making stuff up as I go for the plot. Not proofread. I'm probably going to make this a series. I'm still not sure if I should make this romantic or leave it platonic, I'll see what I do depending on how this goes.
credits: divider by @huraxy-dividers . I looked at @the-darklings for inspiration because it's the first time I do this and I wanted it to be nice and pretty, I really hope it doesn't look like a copy 🙂
I should have stayed at the orphanage. No one was going to adopt me anyways. I had three foods, even if they weren't five star rating. I had a roof. I had a comfortable bed. I didn't have to wear the same clothes for days, I could just go to sleep without worrying about what could happen while I slept. Even if it was absolute hell, I didn't have to worry. Even if they took me to the mental hospital, I would have probably been safer than I am right now.
And now, because of my stupid choice years ago to sneak out, I'm trapped in an abandoned building. No, not just abandoned. Burning, and ready to fall apart on me. It's good the only things I have are all in my backpack and pockets, and those are always on me. At least I wont lose anything important.
Fuck, fuck, fuck
It's all I can think as I throw my backpack through the window and then try to climb down. My hands slip though, and I'm unable to climb. I just fall. I do as I learned in my old gymnastic classes. Tuck my arms in to not break my wrists. Of course that's only useful when there's a pad under you, ready to soften any fall that could have been fatal otherwise. I don't have pads under me this time. The closest thing to it is the bush of dead roses near the wall. I think I'm falling into it, but I don't. I fall on the burnt grass and the packed dirt under it. Hard enough to make my leg buckle at a weird angle and my shoulder take the impact. I don't think anything is broken though, so I grab my backpack and start running as fast as I can. Away from the fire. Away from tonight's shelter. Away from nothing, and into the dark, cold, humid forest.
There's a shadow, a little bit far from me, behind the trees. It seems like a tree. A tree with the shape of a human. It seems familiar, and at the same time not at all. Instead of focusing on the weird tree I focus on the three men running behind me. One seems just as old as me, maybe a year or two older. The other two? I can't tell. The one who seems my age wears a muzzle and goggles, and he's holding an axe. The second one wears a yellow hoodie and a weird black mask with a red face sewn or painted on. The last one is a little taller and broader. He wears a jacket and a white ceramic mask with a feminine face on it. They're chasing me. Why? No idea. Maybe they're trying to rob me. Maybe they live there and they decided it was better burning the house than having someone else living in it. I don't know and I don't care, so I keep running. They surely don't want to be friends with me.
At some point they start getting too close, so I start climbing up a tree, trying to get away as fast as possible. Maybe they can't climb. Maybe they can, but it would be hard for them to catch me if I'm able to jump from one tree to the other. Or maybe I'll fall. As long as they don't catch me, I don't care what happens.
It's cold here. I've been running around for at least a year. There was a time in which I was in a hotter environment, but now I'm coming back to this old town and it seems it's way colder than it was when I was when I left. It's hard to see when it's so dark and there's so much fog. I'm sure it rained too, because the ground was damp and there's a few water droplets falling from the leaves of the tree. I wouldnt hate the gloomy weather if it weren't because of the fact I don't have a stable home where to cuddle at night listening to the rain falling against the window. It sounds nice, but I'm not able to do that, so I hate it. I hate it even more because of the three men chasing me and the fact that my old flip phone seems to have decided to leave me alone, even though I haven't touched it in weeks since I charged it. I bought it with $20 right after I got out of the orphanage, and I have it for emergencies only. I barely ever use it. And now that I actually need it it's gone. Glitching and heating up. So I stop trying to turn it on and start trying to move instead.
It's hard to run when my ankle is twisted. Probably sprained. Bur it's not bad enough to stop me, so after a few minutes of running I'm able to get to a small white van by the edge of the wood. There's still a lot of trees though. This might just be a small road. I think there might be someone to help me, but the van seems abandoned. I'm able to force the door open--though it wasn't really hard, the lock was extremely weak--, and I try to get the car going by joining the cables. My hands are trembling, which makes the job harder, but I'm lucky enough, again. I get the car going, throw my backpack to the passenger seat and start driving fast, doing my best to not slam against any tree. I drive fast enough to leave them behind, but not fast enough to get out of the woods, and certainly not out of the heavy fog that doesn't let me see.
I'm still stuck in this mess. I stole a car, I'm being chased by a group of maniacs with masks, I'm hurt, and I might not even be able to point where I am in the paper map in my backpack. If it's even there. If my stuff didn't burn or get wet with the rain. This is going to be a long, long night.
The energy in the whole block I live in is literally gone jaksjdkasd so now im seeing the law and order in my phone while drawing lotf sketches in my class notebook until either the my phone runs out of battery or my little moon lamp does 😔🔫
Aqui hay algunas fotos que tomé en mis días de campamento del fin de semana pasado. Ojooo! no tienen ningún filtro.
Here are some pictures that I took on my camping trip days on the last weekend. Heads up! there isn't any filter on them.
Estas fotos fueron tomadas el mismo día y a la misma hora. En un sector había un tipo de luz de sol claro, mientras que en el otro lado, estaba este color naranjo radiante. Yo quede maravilladaaaa con este paisaje y sus hermosos colores!!
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This pictures were taken on the same day and time. In one sector there was one type of light sunlight, while in the other side, there was this bright orange. I was just marveled by this landscape and the beautiful colors!
