Mary’s dead. The police tell me she probably has been since Friday afternoon. They found her in the local park, hung upside down on some modern art sculpture. They’re pretty sure she had been killed somewhere else and was only brought there this morning. She was found by some poor kid who was just out trying to fly his kite…
I demanded they show me photos, no matter how gruesome. I instantly regretted it. She was naked. Her arms were open, hands nailed into the structure. Her feet were bound and also nailed into the top of the statue. Her throat was slit open. Her torso was cut horizontally. The investigators told me some of her organs were removed… They told me her organs were removed.
What the fuck am I supposed to do now? What the fuck This shit can’t be happening. Things like this aren’t supposed to actually happen. Slender Man is just some story people write about. Dreams In Darkness was just some story. And some psycho decides to take his shit out on me for some reason. What the fuck am I supposed to do? I’m staying in a hotel, but I don’t have enough money to be here long. I have police keeping an eye on myself, Judith, and my family, yet… I’m terrified.
I’ve never been this scared in my life.