This is rated M for possible gore, and or language. Don't like gore, don't read. Don't like me, DIE.
I don't... I don't know why... Somebody.. something is following me. It's always there. It's not that stupid guy, Der Großmann or Slenderman, or whatever the fuck you call it. It's got a mask. Black eyes, black lips, white skinned. It's fast. It likes to giggle and laugh, hell, the little bitch even whispers in my ear. No, it isn't Masky. It sounds like a girl. It's... fast. I'll admit, I thought the dare was stupid. But... now that I'm here, in the woods of Germany, I'm scared. Why am I in Germany? To study overseas, it doesn't matt