I didn't mean for this to happen...
I figured I would just run into town, grab some stuff, and then come back and we would leave. I'm so used to being on my own, being aware, knowing my surroundings, not letting anything sneak up on me. Just this one time I got careless. One time.
One minute I'm grabbing a FastBreak and a Snickers off the counter. Next thing I know I'm on the floor in some dank-ass basement in a building I'm not familiar with, with that freakshow standing over me tossing his gun between his hands like it's a fucking hacky sack and telling me to make myself comfortable before he left.
I spent three days in that basement, eating the candy I had taken and trying to figure out what was going on, before he came back. He had this small video camera that he placed on the table; he said he wanted to record what was going to happen.
He reached over and grabbed my face, and said he was sorry he had to do this and that he always thought I was cute, but he wanted to survive so it was worth it. I just responded by trying to bite his finger off. He laughed.
Then he stopped. There were footsteps thudding upstairs; not Slender Man, you can't really hear him walk, you can just feel him. Red doesn't even blink, he just pulled out his gun and ran out.
Then I'm hearing gunshots and yelling for about five minutes, maybe longer, maybe shorter, I don't know. Then there's dead silence, and then he comes back, his shoulder's bleeding, but he's grinning like an idiot as he stumbles towards me.
He was about to say something...and then part of his face just exploded. Blood and brain and an eyeball flying at me as he hit the ground.
Zeke was standing at the doorway, gun pointed at Wren's body. He was leaning against the door frame, and when I got up to go to him I didn't understand why, but then he fell against me and I saw the blood that was coming from his side. Wren had shot him right in the kidney, and blood was just flowing out of him.
I couldn't carry him, he outweighed me and he couldn't hold himself up. I laid him against the wall and told him I was going to get help. All he said to me was to hurry back as I ran out.
He wasn't there when I got back.
I took Wren's car, had to drive two towns over just to fine a hospital that was still active. We drove back as fast as we could, but when we got there, there was plenty of blood and Wren's body still where he fell, but that camera and Zeke were gone. The police searched the basement and found more blood in another room, but that was it.
I don't know where Zeke is now. I don't know if he's dead or alive. If he's alive, then he's out there, doing what he's always done. If he's dead...well, at least he's finally at peace.
This is the last you'll hear from me. I won't be coming back. Once I get my affairs sorted, I'm leaving the country. I'm not going to say where I'm going; I don't want to be found. The farther I am from this, the better.
I'm truly sorry for what's been unleashed on you all.