Masky watched the girl, his white mask barely hidden outside the window, his dark brown eyes and hair blending in perfectly. His boss, Slenderman, sent him on this mission, and now he had to take this girl back to Creepypasta Mansion. Supposedly she was a good candidate for becoming a Creepypasta. It was around two am, and this girl was sitting at the desk in her room, watching anime on her laptop.
Go to sleep, sweetheart. Sleep so I can get you. Masky thought.
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