I heard stories of proxies being in that intense pain when they are changed. Like they are losing their souls. But I don't believe in souls, do I? Souls, spirits, magic... It can all be explained through the scientific method. Can't it?
But I'm still me. I've not become this monster that Wolf is, even though that's what I'm supposed to be.
Slenderman brought me to a place, I don't know where, it felt like we'd only walked for minutes together but we went so far away. I was in a room. Two chairs and a table, like back when I was being interviewed by police.
I looked around and he was gone.
There was a guy in front of me, sat on the chair opposite he reminded me of a chav. Gold chain, baseball cap, a red nike tracksuit and a gotee. He looked like what I could have been if I didn't get out of the estates. I had to stifle a laugh when he spoke, I swear, think of Ali G when he speaks. ( http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eB5VXJXxnNU ).
"So you iz da new wolf mate? Did ya see da dad?"
"You mean Slendy?"
"Yea man. Big up to da Gman. Yous need ya toolz to be in iz service innit?"
He put some things on the desk. A switchblade, a revolver and a wolf mask, identical to what Wolf had before. I took the gun, loaded it and shot the guy. The bang in such a closed room, deafened me for a moment. I didn't think, it just felt like I should. That, and I had to run, I had to get back to Lucas. I touched the door and just felt this pain, like my head was going to explode.
When I woke up, I was on the floor in the bedroom of a house, everyone was dead and bloody. A family. I... I feel different now. I can't run anymore Lucas. I don't have a choice in the matter. I don't even know where I am.
I'm going to stay here for a little while, work out my location, and do what I have to if I want to ever see you again.
Torch the place.
I'm not going to apologise for what I've done, there's no point to that.
Good bye for now Lucas.