The man
“Hey there, how are you doing?”
“My name is Jake.”
“I see you are going to go camping. I had a … well experience in this very forest.”
“Would you like to hear it?”
So it all started when I was around 23 years old. Going to camp just like what you’re doing, just a bit different. I was looking for a type of stone called Mirusalx. I don’t know if you have heard of it before but most people say it is a myth. The man who found the stone was called Alfred Slend, but he … disappeared a few days, after he left to search for it.
I believed it was true so I left to find it a couple of days after the forest had reopened again. I spent weeks in Oxford Forest looking for that one stone. I searched everywhere, in trees, under the dirt everywhere but it was still nowhere to be seen. Could it really be a myth?
But then I remembered. There was still one part of the forest. I had never been there since the … difficulties. I wasn’t really sure if I should go there. Rumor says the area was taped off. Did I go there? Well yes I did.
The area of the forest that had been taped off was on the north side. At first I wasn’t going to go because I was too scared, I had been scared as I used to go there for my birthday. I ate at the pizza dinner every year for my birthday up until my 13th birthday when … it happened. They had to close it down. I went to the north side to see no tape around the tree.
The rumors a lie but the accident wasn’t.
As I strolled down the forest I could tell nobody had come here as often or was it because I haven’t been here for 10 years. I saw all the moss stuck on the colossal trees.
I walked deeper into the north side and saw the stone. The one and only stone I’ve been searching for 3 weeks. Laying on the … wooden stairs of a dinner.
I slowly looked up to see the pizza dinner. I once used to go. I crept up between the trees and quickly picked it up.
Suddenly I saw millions of images flashing in front of me and …
I fell to the ground releasing the rock. Moments later I slowly stood up to feel a burnt mark on my hand, but I wasn’t worried about the burnt mark. I had been worried of one of the pictures that flashed in front of me. I could only remember that one specific photo.
It had been a tall pale man, no face features just standing there, staring at me.
Thinking.
I quickly shook my head of unbelief of what I had seen. I rose up my left arm to see the time. It was 13:36. I had fainted for about 30 minutes. I looked towards the rock and started to take pictures. I had then pulled my bag and grabbed a cloth to pick up the stone. I had than placed it carefully inside my backpack.
As I walked down the path I was amazed that I found the rock but yet depressed. I was still thinking of the tall man. I thought I saw him before. All I could remember was a tall, pale man with no face features, wearing a suit. I thought to myself who was this man.
“Did I know him in my past life?”
What if that was Alfred. If it was, what happened to him?
The man had a head but no face. Doing nothing but standing.
“Or could it be a haunted ghost living in this forest no or a crazy man in hiding from the police?”
“Who was he?”
Before I knew it I reached the gate. I saw the picture rising into my eyes as if he was around me, but he wasn’t. The more I thought about him, the more crazy ideas I got. The craziest idea I had was an internet myth I read about.
A creature named Slenderman.
I thought he was Slenderman. I didn’t thought, I knew it must have been him. It all fits together. The man’s name was Slenderman was said to live in the forest. Why would he live in the forest probably to hid. Who else would live in the forest? Alfred Slend would. He would live in the forest because he had been ashamed of not finding the stone. Alfred Slend’s last name ”Slend” is half of the name of Slenderman. So that image I saw must have been Alfred…
BOOM!
I opened my eyes and heard an eerie noise in my ear. I was laying on the road seeing cars flipped. Fire everywhere, I could barely move my body. I saw a blue and red light flashing. A man rushed over and carried me onto a gurney pushing me into the ambulance van. What happened was there had been a car chase because of a bank robbery near Oxford Street.
I spent 4 weeks at the hospital waiting to recover.
The doctors told me it was a miracle for me to survive the accident. I had broken my left arm and right leg. After a month the hospital let me leave.
A few days later I went down the road to buy milk for my breakfast. As I looked at the door I saw it…
“You saw what?” The camper asked.
“I will show you.”
I slowly looked up and took of my hat which covered my face.
As I looked at the camper. I watched the camper scream in terror like he was losing his soul.
It had been me along.
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