Snippet #2506191

Jeff hears the alarm in his room go off as he groans and sits up as he removes his sleep mask. He grabs his alarm clock and hurls it into the wall nearby, his smile never leaving his face. After all how could it? It was carved into him, by his own hands even. His dorm was like a look inside his mind at the moment. There were small holes in the wall as well as slash marks. Words carved into it as well, the most common ones being ‘Liar’, and the phrase ‘go to sleep’. Sometimes a name was carved into it, more…elegant and careful than the hack and slash of the others and that was the name ‘Liu’, though that was so small it was hard to find. In the room was a tv, slasher movies in a shelf as well as horror books and magazines all about knives. A dart board that had seen much use, it was practically falling apart, even his pillow seemed to have stabs in it. Yet no knife was in his room…now.

With a soft yawn he goes to his bathroom, taking a quick shower, he had long gotten used to the shampoo stinging his eyes.
He dries off his hair with a yawn as he gets on his usual attire, an undershirt, bleach white hoody, black dress pants and sneakers. He catches a glance of himself in the mirror as his smile grows bigger. “Perfect.” He mutters.
Staring back into the mirror was a bleach white skinned boy, with jet black shaggy and jagged looking hair,White eyes with small black dots as the iris and pupils, his eyes are surrounded by black rings and no eyelids, he had gotten rid of those long ago, and of course his smile went from ear to ear! He always wanted to be smiling at his face and now he was. It was wonderful!

Jeff looks at the medicine container by his bed before shrugging and going to the door, he did not want to take those pills; he wanted to make people smile! To kill them. It was fun, what was wrong with that?
He tries to open the door when a familiar tall and slender, bleach white figure appears in front of him, he stares him straight in the face, where the mans’ eyes would be if he had eyes. It takes a while but soon buzzing pain in his head and a static filled noise envelops him. “ARGH! Okay I get it I will take the damn pills today!” he growls out as he clutches his ears. “But was yesterday so bad?” he snaps, yesterday Jeff didn’t take his medicine and managed to steal back a knife, no, no… his knife. It resulted in…well a rampage one that resulted in stabbings of some other students…they should feel lucky that most of them were hard to kill, if they were your regular human then they would be dead.

“It was fun yesterday! They provide a challenge…like you did when we fought Slendy! That was fun! Fun, fun, fun! And when we had to kill the witnesses that saw that fight? That was…Wonderful! I hadn’t had fun like that in a while!” he states before laughing darkly. A tendril appears from Slendermans’ back as it wraps around Jeffs’ neck and pins him against the wall with a thud. Jeff eyes gleam darkly. Just as he is about to speak, his mouth open, Slenderman forces the pills into his mouth forcing him to swallow. Jeff glares at Slenderman as he dropped to the ground, about to attack him unarmed when Slenderman simply vanishes. “Try to do that again and I will make you smile!” he yells as he yanks his dorm room open before slamming it shut behind him, anger in his dark eyes. He hates being chained by those pills. He wanted freedom! The pills made him feel all…funny. Not himself, almost more like the self of him that was broken those years ago.