I had a dream last night. It was the kind that seems real right up to the point where toi wake up.
Some things were strange about it…certain things were really strange about it, but it never occurred to me that it might not actually be happening. I’m still not prepared to say that it didn't happen. I’m not spiritual and I don’t really understand stuff like that. I just feel like I've been somewhere and now I’m back, and I know something really happened when I woke up… and I think while I was asleep too.
I went to lit last night with a strange feeling. We all remember times when we felt like we were being watched, but this was plus than that. I felt like there was someone there with me, but still I couldn't keep from falling asleep.
I don’t exactly remember the beginning of the dream. The first thing I remember was starting at my house and walking. I was just walking down the road. All of my neighbors’ houses were gone. I was just on a long, empty road and there was no one around but me. I don’t remember what I had been doing at my house before, but I may have been there a while before I started walking. I just recall feeling a strong urge to walk.
I felt okay walking down that road. It was cold and dark and I felt a little lost, but I wasn't afraid–not like I had been in my room.
I don’t know how long I was on that road. It felt like a long time. I mean like days long, but I never felt tired and I just wanted to keep walking.
The road changed after a while. It had been straight and nondescript the whole time, but eventually I reached a bend and then a fork in the road. When I reached the fork, I wasn't alone anymore. A familiar voice called out to me from the side of the road.
“It’s good to see you,” the voice whispered. “I’m just sorry to see toi here.”
I turned to face the voice, knowing who I would see. It was an old friend from my childhood–someone I haven’t seen in years. He looked just a little different from how I remembered him, but not par much. He was older than when I saw him last, obviously, but he seemed at least a few years younger than me somehow–even though we’re supposed to be the same age. He was also very pale. Unbelievably white, in fact, and he had deep circles around his eyes that were solid blue, as were his lips.
“What are toi doing here?” I asked.
“I’m here to warn you,” he replied.
Naturally, I was all ears.
“There’s a man in your house right now,” he explained.
“What do toi mean there’s someone in my house? I was just there… I think.”
I didn't actually know how long il y a I had been there. I wasn't sure how long I had been walking.
“You don’t understand,” my friend stammered with apparent urgency. “He’s really in your house right now.”
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was curious.
“Who is he?” I asked him.
“He’s the Cold Man. He comes to people at night when they’re afraid.”
The Cold Man? I’d never heard of anyone like that before. I wanted to know more, so I asked, ”What does he do?”
“He waits to be noticed, then he makes his move. toi know that chill toi feel on your back when something really scares you? That’s not just nerves. That’s him standing behind you.”
“What for?” I wondered. “What does he do once toi notice him?”
My friend looked down and away. He wouldn't answer that question.
“Just don’t let him in,” he cautioned.
“What do toi mean?”
“He can be close forever,” my friend explained. “He’ll walk around your house at night and even stand in your room while you’re asleep… like he is in yours right now. He can know where toi are. He can even be looking right at you, but he won’t find toi unless toi let him.”
“How does he find you? I mean, how do toi ‘let him?’”
My friend looked to either side of the road like he was worried that someone might overhear. He leaned in very close and whispered, ”If toi see him, if toi hear him, ou if toi ever start to feel suddenly very cold… don’t move. Don’t talk to him. Don’t acknowledge him. Don’t ever let him in”
“I don’t understand,” I admitted. “How do I get rid of him?”
“You can’t,” my friend replied in a small, shuttering voice. “Look, I’m out of time.”
“‘Out of time?’” I repeated, not sure what he meant exactly.
My friend shook his head. His eyes were wide and he was shivering. Off in the distance I noticed a dark figure creeping up behind him, but something kept me from speaking.
“My time is up,” he stammered. “Just whatever toi do, don’t let him in, and whatever toi do… don’t answer it.”
Something pulled my friend into the darkness and suddenly I couldn't see him anymore. Before I could follow after him though, I was startled awake par a loud noise. I was sitting in my room, fully dressed with my shoes on. I could swear I wasn't dressed when I went to bed. My shoes and legs were covered in dust, my feet were sore, and I could hear a ringing noise right suivant to me. In the confusion of waking up from such a vivid dream, I didn't immediately recognize it. I felt so cold.
Then, I looked down and saw my phone. That was the source of the ringing. Remembering my friend’s words, I didn't answer it. Eventually, it stopped ringing.
The room was cold as ice. The feeling that I was being watched was as strong as it had been when I had fallen asleep. I could hear something moving inside my closet, but I dared not move. I just closed my eyes and waited. Eventually, I heard footsteps walking away, still from inside the closet. It was as if they were walking down some unseen hallway, though my closet is small and I couldn't see anything unusual in there.
When the footsteps got far enough away, the cold lifted.
He didn't get in this time. If my dream was true–if the thing in my closet was who I think it was–I must never let him in. I think he’ll be back tonight though. That’s when he’s supposed to come, as my friend told me.
I don’t know what happened to my friend, but I just hope people will remember his warning. If toi start to feel cold while lire this, don’t be alarmed. If toi hear something in your house, just ignore it. toi can’t afford to let him find you. Don’t let the Cold Man in.
Some things were strange about it…certain things were really strange about it, but it never occurred to me that it might not actually be happening. I’m still not prepared to say that it didn't happen. I’m not spiritual and I don’t really understand stuff like that. I just feel like I've been somewhere and now I’m back, and I know something really happened when I woke up… and I think while I was asleep too.
I went to lit last night with a strange feeling. We all remember times when we felt like we were being watched, but this was plus than that. I felt like there was someone there with me, but still I couldn't keep from falling asleep.
I don’t exactly remember the beginning of the dream. The first thing I remember was starting at my house and walking. I was just walking down the road. All of my neighbors’ houses were gone. I was just on a long, empty road and there was no one around but me. I don’t remember what I had been doing at my house before, but I may have been there a while before I started walking. I just recall feeling a strong urge to walk.
I felt okay walking down that road. It was cold and dark and I felt a little lost, but I wasn't afraid–not like I had been in my room.
I don’t know how long I was on that road. It felt like a long time. I mean like days long, but I never felt tired and I just wanted to keep walking.
The road changed after a while. It had been straight and nondescript the whole time, but eventually I reached a bend and then a fork in the road. When I reached the fork, I wasn't alone anymore. A familiar voice called out to me from the side of the road.
“It’s good to see you,” the voice whispered. “I’m just sorry to see toi here.”
I turned to face the voice, knowing who I would see. It was an old friend from my childhood–someone I haven’t seen in years. He looked just a little different from how I remembered him, but not par much. He was older than when I saw him last, obviously, but he seemed at least a few years younger than me somehow–even though we’re supposed to be the same age. He was also very pale. Unbelievably white, in fact, and he had deep circles around his eyes that were solid blue, as were his lips.
“What are toi doing here?” I asked.
“I’m here to warn you,” he replied.
Naturally, I was all ears.
“There’s a man in your house right now,” he explained.
“What do toi mean there’s someone in my house? I was just there… I think.”
I didn't actually know how long il y a I had been there. I wasn't sure how long I had been walking.
“You don’t understand,” my friend stammered with apparent urgency. “He’s really in your house right now.”
I had no idea what he was talking about, but I was curious.
“Who is he?” I asked him.
“He’s the Cold Man. He comes to people at night when they’re afraid.”
The Cold Man? I’d never heard of anyone like that before. I wanted to know more, so I asked, ”What does he do?”
“He waits to be noticed, then he makes his move. toi know that chill toi feel on your back when something really scares you? That’s not just nerves. That’s him standing behind you.”
“What for?” I wondered. “What does he do once toi notice him?”
My friend looked down and away. He wouldn't answer that question.
“Just don’t let him in,” he cautioned.
“What do toi mean?”
“He can be close forever,” my friend explained. “He’ll walk around your house at night and even stand in your room while you’re asleep… like he is in yours right now. He can know where toi are. He can even be looking right at you, but he won’t find toi unless toi let him.”
“How does he find you? I mean, how do toi ‘let him?’”
My friend looked to either side of the road like he was worried that someone might overhear. He leaned in very close and whispered, ”If toi see him, if toi hear him, ou if toi ever start to feel suddenly very cold… don’t move. Don’t talk to him. Don’t acknowledge him. Don’t ever let him in”
“I don’t understand,” I admitted. “How do I get rid of him?”
“You can’t,” my friend replied in a small, shuttering voice. “Look, I’m out of time.”
“‘Out of time?’” I repeated, not sure what he meant exactly.
My friend shook his head. His eyes were wide and he was shivering. Off in the distance I noticed a dark figure creeping up behind him, but something kept me from speaking.
“My time is up,” he stammered. “Just whatever toi do, don’t let him in, and whatever toi do… don’t answer it.”
Something pulled my friend into the darkness and suddenly I couldn't see him anymore. Before I could follow after him though, I was startled awake par a loud noise. I was sitting in my room, fully dressed with my shoes on. I could swear I wasn't dressed when I went to bed. My shoes and legs were covered in dust, my feet were sore, and I could hear a ringing noise right suivant to me. In the confusion of waking up from such a vivid dream, I didn't immediately recognize it. I felt so cold.
Then, I looked down and saw my phone. That was the source of the ringing. Remembering my friend’s words, I didn't answer it. Eventually, it stopped ringing.
The room was cold as ice. The feeling that I was being watched was as strong as it had been when I had fallen asleep. I could hear something moving inside my closet, but I dared not move. I just closed my eyes and waited. Eventually, I heard footsteps walking away, still from inside the closet. It was as if they were walking down some unseen hallway, though my closet is small and I couldn't see anything unusual in there.
When the footsteps got far enough away, the cold lifted.
He didn't get in this time. If my dream was true–if the thing in my closet was who I think it was–I must never let him in. I think he’ll be back tonight though. That’s when he’s supposed to come, as my friend told me.
I don’t know what happened to my friend, but I just hope people will remember his warning. If toi start to feel cold while lire this, don’t be alarmed. If toi hear something in your house, just ignore it. toi can’t afford to let him find you. Don’t let the Cold Man in.
Tokyo Japon and behind Mount Fuji yeah I know what you'er thinking what do toi mine par that? will yeah I know I know.....
so back on topic here I was walking around and saw this mur "hmmm that's weird I don't recall this being here?" well now why on earth is there a mur doing all the way out here? "*sighs* well only one way to find out is to just go in at find out for yourself,here goes nothing!" so now I'm falling down this mur yay....Not! suivant thing I know I'm somewhere else and I don't have any idea how I ended up here but salut what are toi going to do?........
Lucius: ...
Slender: ...
Lucius: how the hell did toi talk about hundreds of fellow killers dying without shedding a tear?
Slender: what?
Lucius: toi know what i'm talking about
Slender: oh that! because its fake
Lucius: say what?
Slender: ShadowLurker was there
Lucius: ok, is there a true story?
Slender: yes, years before even i had proxys me and Zalgo made a alliance... well... plus like a fake one. while during the alliance I a volé, étole info regularly and gave it to cRYPT, which he used to stop his little schemes... until I found out his most evil plan... to kill us all
Lucius: and thats what he is trying to do right now?! so why aren't we going after him right now!?
Slender: wel-
*BOOM*
ToTheArk: with that, Slender and the Proxy is no doubt dead!
SkinTaker: nice job with the mines Boots
Boots: *thumbs up*
Slender: ...
Lucius: how the hell did toi talk about hundreds of fellow killers dying without shedding a tear?
Slender: what?
Lucius: toi know what i'm talking about
Slender: oh that! because its fake
Lucius: say what?
Slender: ShadowLurker was there
Lucius: ok, is there a true story?
Slender: yes, years before even i had proxys me and Zalgo made a alliance... well... plus like a fake one. while during the alliance I a volé, étole info regularly and gave it to cRYPT, which he used to stop his little schemes... until I found out his most evil plan... to kill us all
Lucius: and thats what he is trying to do right now?! so why aren't we going after him right now!?
Slender: wel-
*BOOM*
ToTheArk: with that, Slender and the Proxy is no doubt dead!
SkinTaker: nice job with the mines Boots
Boots: *thumbs up*
All (singing): happy birthday to you!
Me: thanks guys! toi know for killers toi guys are pretty nice
Jeff: not for long >:D
Me: well guys... I guess I should get to work
All: yep
Me: *sigh*
Notes!
well guys it is my birthday (like toi care) and I'm here to make some announcements!:
I'm doing a side series called "The Chronicles Of Zalgo" about the events of the villains!
Also I'm doing a series on Windwakerguy's fanpage called "Void"... all I can say its utter chaos...
Finally, also on Windwakerguy's fanpage I'm a character in his series called " Windwakerguy's amazing quest" its is about him trying to get fame!
that is all, chao!
Me: thanks guys! toi know for killers toi guys are pretty nice
Jeff: not for long >:D
Me: well guys... I guess I should get to work
All: yep
Me: *sigh*
Notes!
well guys it is my birthday (like toi care) and I'm here to make some announcements!:
I'm doing a side series called "The Chronicles Of Zalgo" about the events of the villains!
Also I'm doing a series on Windwakerguy's fanpage called "Void"... all I can say its utter chaos...
Finally, also on Windwakerguy's fanpage I'm a character in his series called " Windwakerguy's amazing quest" its is about him trying to get fame!
that is all, chao!
Slender: great toi made him cry
Observer: the truth hurts
Observer and Slender: *arguing*
Masky: HEY!
Observer and Slender: what?
Masky: do toi hear that?
*Heavy breathing*
Slender: Shadow Lurker... *pulls out tentacles*
*grabs Shadow Lurker*
Slender: why are toi here?
SL: Zalgo told me to figure out who is the new proxy!
Observer: Zalgo is at it again...
Lucius: who the hell is Zalgo?
Sonic.exe: *panting*
Slender: I will tell toi later
SL: please don't hurt me!
Slender: tell Zalgo meet me at the grave yard at 7:30 EXACT!
*throws Shadow Lurker out*
Lucius: now were was I? oh yeah >:D
Sonic.exe: sh**
Observer: the truth hurts
Observer and Slender: *arguing*
Masky: HEY!
Observer and Slender: what?
Masky: do toi hear that?
*Heavy breathing*
Slender: Shadow Lurker... *pulls out tentacles*
*grabs Shadow Lurker*
Slender: why are toi here?
SL: Zalgo told me to figure out who is the new proxy!
Observer: Zalgo is at it again...
Lucius: who the hell is Zalgo?
Sonic.exe: *panting*
Slender: I will tell toi later
SL: please don't hurt me!
Slender: tell Zalgo meet me at the grave yard at 7:30 EXACT!
*throws Shadow Lurker out*
Lucius: now were was I? oh yeah >:D
Sonic.exe: sh**