His Slender-Prisoner

2

-The Next Day-

-Y/n Pov-

The morning light filtered through the thin curtains of my small cabin as I went about my daily chores.

I took a shower doing my morning routine getting dressed

I then had my food prepared, water was boiled and bandages were rolled in preparation for any visitors who may need help in the woods.

It had become my routine since waking from my human form to my strange form, unable to recall my past.

All I knew was that I was driven to aid any poor souls who crossed through the forest, whether they be man or beast.

My senses seemed attuned to finding the lost or injured, no matter how deep they wandered.

I had just finished tidying and was about to step outside, when faint cries reached my ears through the closed door.

I quickly went and transformed into my tall, willowy figure just in case.

I threw the door open - and froze.

A young girl stood trembling on the threshold, tears streaming down her face as she pounded tiny fists against the wood.

Sara-Please help! H-He's coming for me!

She sobbed. I recognized her at once - it was Sara from the night before.

Gently gathering her into my arms, I shushed her soft cries of distress. Bringing her inside

Y-What's wrong? Who's coming?

Over her shoulder, shadows seemed to converge at the treeline, an ominous presence seeping from their depths. He was here.

Sara-Slenderman!