he followed me through the forest, calling out in a deranged tone as he went.
"the vorpal blade goes snicker-snak,snicker-snak,snicker-snak,the vorpal blade goes snicker-snak..."he called out,dragging a sword with a gleaming black blade through the dirt beside him.oops...it just occurred to me that you don't know who I am.well,you see,there's no simple answer to that question.I have been know by many names over the years;slendarman,slendy,death,the faceless one, just to name to most commonly used ones.as you know,I'm a bit of an internet celebrity.pretty much anyone who's surfed the web long enough knows about me,even if all of the stories they read are false.as for the guy that was following me,I have no clue who he is,but he's trying to kill me...I think.you can never really tell with these types.
"get away from me you psycho!"I shout at him is my spectral voice as I try to get away.
"snicker-snak,snicker-snak..."he continues,oblivious to what I just said.then,he goes silent.I can't hear his footsteps or the blade dragging through the dirt.I begin to look around,wondering where he went,only to have him jump out from behind a tree and slash at me with that strange blade.I expected it to pass through me as so many others before had,but this one sunk into flesh,or,more correctly,where flesh would be.I began to feel my life force slip away,and I felt something I hadn't felt in over seven hundred years: fear.
but a few minutes later,my world went black
