The Summerfield family just moved into their new house. They were a very normal family and lead a very normal life. Mr. Summerfield was a Journalist, Mrs. Summerfield was a teacher, they had two children: the eldest (10 years old), and a younger child (5 years old). The family moved a lot, due to Mr. Summerfield's job. And now they finally moved to the well-known town for mysterious murders and disappearings. Their new house was right behind the woods. The woods were surrounded by a huge fence, put up due to the disappearances. As Mr. and Mrs. Summerfield were unpacking their things and cleaning up all the dust, the two kids were exploring the backyard. Eric (the eldest one) got bored and went to find Peter (his younger brother). He found him talking to someone and quietly laughing by the fence surrounding the woods. At first, he thought Peter was talking to the neighbors or something, but as he walked up, he saw that there was no one there.

-"Who are you talking to?",- he asked.

Peter stopped talking and faced his brother.

-"My new friend!"

-"Um, ok.",- Eric said, thinking that it was just his little brother's imagination. After all, he was just 5 years old.

-"Do you want to meet it?",- Peter said happily, smiling.

-"No, not really. Hey, did you hear that a murder happened in this house, I heard dad telling about it to mom.",- He knew his brother was a scaredy-cat and loved to terrify him.

-"Yeah, I know, my new friend told me about it",- he said once again smiling.

There was an awkward pause that was interrupted by their mother calling them back inside. That evening, during supper Peter told everyone about his new, great friend. His parents didn't really pay any attention to it since lots of kids that age have imaginary friends, soon their son will meet other children and forget about it. After supper, the children went to their new rooms and happily went to sleep, and soon the parents did the same.

That night Mr. Summerfield woke up at around 3 am, he went to the bathroom, and while going back to his room, he noticed that the lights in Peters room were turned on. Thinking nothing of it, he went to his son's room. As he opened the door he was shocked. There in the middle of the room was a circle made from eight knives. all the knives were pointing at the middle, and in the middle of it, all sat his son. For a while there was silence. Just silence. Mr. Summerfield had no idea how to react and what to say.

-"Hey sweetie, what are you doing?"

-"Hi daddy, I'm just playing with my friend."

-"What friend?..."

-"My new friend, the one I told you about, remember. Her name is Sally. She said we had to do a ritual, that needed nine knives."

-"Nine, but there are only eight of them?"

-"Yeah, I know, Sally went to grab the ninth one."

-"Sweetheart, you're making it all up there IS no Sally."

-"Yeah, there is. She's behind you."

Mr. Summerfield looked behind himself. There, in the doorway stood a young girl. She was wearing a pink, dirty and blood-stained dress and white socks. Her eyes were bright green, her hair was curly and brown, and her skin was dirty, with cuts and bruises all over her body. In her left hand, she was holding a teddy bear. In her right one, was a knife. Before Mr. Summerfield could react she attacked him. She aimed for his heart and in a matter of seconds, he was lifelessly laying on the floor in a puddle of his own blood. Peter was stunned. He couldn't move a muscle, all he could do was stare. Sally faced him and smiled.

-"Sorry kid.", - She took the knife and he was dead in an instant. The same fate awaited his family. Soon they were all murdered. Then Sally took all of the family members and dragged them to the couch in the living room. If you wouldn't pay attention to all the blood, you could say they looked like a happy family. A happy family that Sally once had, until her uncle ruined it. She had her revenge a long time ago, but she still despised him. She looked at the time and frowned.

-"Great, I'm going to miss my curfew. Slendy's going to be mad again."

Sally took one last look at her work and climbed out of the window. she easily jumped the fence and started walking into the forest. After walking for half an hour she felt being watched. She didn't any pay any attention until she heard someone call out to her.

-"Sally, there you are. I've been looking all over."

Sally turned around to see a man in a yellow hoodie and blue pants. he had a black mask with two red eyes and a red frown.

-"Hey Hoodie!",- she said happily.

-"Where were you? You were supposed to be back an hour ago.

-"Sorry, I was just busy with the corpses."

-"You weren't decorating them again, were you?"

-"What, no. No, I would never do that!"

-"Sure.",- Hoodie said with a sigh.

The two went further into the forest. After another thirty minutes of walking, they reached a creepy-looking mansion, that from the outside looked as if it has been abandoned for decades, brooding, and neglected. The garden was overgrown. Sickly green weeds were creeping over the path and the small garden pond was covered in slime. A small popping sound came from the pond as if something was somehow still alive in there. The light of the setting sun was reflected in the grimy windows and the house seemed to be studying you through the bloodshot eyes of an evil old man. The two went up to the front entrance and as Hoodie was about to open the door a big explosion came from the inside, that made the two jump. They looked at each other.

-"Toby must have tried to make waffles again.",- Sally mumbled.

-"Yeah, Slendy's going to be mad again."

-"I'm more worried about Jeff, remember last time Toby tried to make waffles?"

-"Of course, that's impossible to forget, if it weren't for Slenderman, Toby would be a waffle himself."

Hoodie carefully opened the door revealing a huge room where a tremendous battle was happening. It seemed that a boy about 18 years old that had unnatural white skin (as if he painted it white), black hair and a smile so wide that it was terrifying, was chasing a boy about 17 years old, who lacked any normal appearance, and anyone could plainly see there was something wrong with him. His messy brown hair went every which way, and the luminescent lighting brought out his pale, almost gray skin. His eyes were dark and he was wearing a mask over his mouth. Sally and Hoodie just watched them, and they weren't only ones. from the other side of the room, a boy about 18 years old was also watching the fight. This boy in a black hoodie and an expressionless blue mask with no nose or mouth. Black liquid, supposedly blood, was dripping from the eye sockets behind the mask. Upon seeing the arrival of Hoodie and Sally he walked over to them and shook Hoodie's hand, Then looked at Sally and said:

-"Where were you? Your curfew was two hours ago."

-"I know i was just"

-"Playing with her victim's body again.",-Hoodie interrupted.

-"Again, why am I not surprised.",- Ej (Eyeless Jack) said.

-"I wasn't!", - Sally said blushing

-"Anyways, Toby tried to make waffles again?",- Hoodie asked.

-"Yeah, Jeff was making a sandwich, when Toby broke the toaster and it exploded in Jeffs's head."- Ej explained.

The three were now looking at Jeff chasing Toby.