The chimes ring outside my windows. They haven’t stopped in days. Not since He arrived. He’s been lurking for the past week. I’d seen Him in the park, and I hardly even noticed him. Then I saw Him at the book store. I thought that was nothing more than an eerie coincidence. When I went for my nightly jog and He stood beneath the street light on the corner, I ran home in terror. He’s been outside ever since. He’s always outside. He never stops staring. It’s been a week since I stepped outside. I’m running out of food. I’m running out of time. And the damned ringing of the chimes is only getting louder.
Yes, yes, I said know SLONDERNOMS stuff on this site but... I couldn't help it. And who says it's Slendy anyways? It's just a capitalized, stalking He. Turned this in for my creative writing class as a piece of flash fiction. Got the inspiration from this song (a version without shit quality, anyways...).