Chapter 1: Ayla
Everything was dark. The blood was gushing from my side as I ran. I was breathing hard and was exhausted from running. The sweat was dripping down my back. I could hear the howling of the wolves throw the trees.
The voice was calling to me, Ayla… Ayla… Ayla… . The heat was burning my skin as I tried to resist it. On the trees were the Slender sign. The circle with the x over it. There was blood, it was everywhere and I couldn’t escape.
The fog was thickening and it was becoming harder to see but, I refused to use my powers. I had tripped on a rock and hit my knees. The tears were streaming down my face. I felt a hand on my shoulder, it was white and slim. I looked over my shoulder to see a tall man, about 8 to 9 ft tall with long arms that were attacking the wood wolves and next to him was a boy.
The boy was about 6’3 with brown hair that was covered with a black hoodie. His skin was grey and when he turned to look at me, I saw a blue mast with two black holes to let the eyes see thru. A black fluid was dripping down the mask. I turned back to looking at the floor. The sound died down.
“ Are you all right?” A hissed voice asked me. I nodded without looking up. My hands had turned to flames that were fighting the moisture from the mist. A tear fell from my chin and put out the flames.
I finally looked up to see the tall figures face. His face was very peaceful to me, it was white with the slight curves of a natural face with no actual detail. He was wearing a black suit with a red tie. Behind him, a bunch of tentacles were coming from his back. I gave him a small smile before my vision blurred and went black, The only thing that remained in my mind was the blue mask and the white face.
