Chapter four.
I wake up to a black and white face peering at me. I scream. The face laughs and backs up. Clockwork shoots up, knife in hand. When she sees the guy, she sighs."Jack, you asshole. Leave her alone." Clockwork says. Oh! I recognize him! That's LJ. He laughs and leaves. "Sorry about him. He's a jerk." Clockwork says. I yawn, and stretch my arms.
"Well, I'm up now." I say, laughing.
"You can get up if you want, but I'm going back to sleep." Clockwork says, laying down. I throw my feet over the edge of the bed, and walk downstairs.
As I walk through the kitchen, I'm grabbed from behind, and I knife is put to my neck. No, not a knife, a claw. I attempt to scream, but a hand covers my mouth. I can feel the sharp claws break the skin. I would later find deep, red cuts across my mouth, chin, cheeks, and neck.
"Well, well, well." A gruff voice says next to my ear. "What have we here? A human?" I can smell rotting meat, the stench is unbearable. "Wait til I tell Slendy." I feel a rope being tied around my wrists, followed by my ankles, and a piece of tape is slapped over my mouth. I'm placed on the hard floor, next to the fridge. I see a tall, pale, creature walk away from me, hunched over like the Hunchback of Notre Dame, long, sharp, claws protrude from his hands, chunks of rotten meat wedged in between.
Not too long after it disappears up the stairs, Jeff walks down, apple in hand. He spots me on the floor, and rushes over. He kneels in front of me, and rips the tape off my mouth.
"Ow!" I exclaim.
"Sorry!" He spots the scratches on my face, and puts his face in his hands. "Dammit Rake." He mutters, and takes his knife out, and cuts off the rope. I stand up, and brush myself off.
"Who the hell is Rake?" I say, rubbing my wrists.
He ignores me, and looks at the stairs. "Did he go up there?"
I nod. "But who's Rake?"
He sighs. "He's one of us. A creature of some kind." He looks closely at the scratches on my face. "Let me look at that." He says, motioning me to sit down at the table. He gently applies something to the scratches, then presses a towel against my face. I'm surprised he can actually be that gentle. When he thinks the bleeding has stopped, he removes the towel, and gets a washcloth wet. He hands it to me, and tells me to wipe the blood of my face.
I hear footsteps coming down the stairs. The Rake and Slenderman come down. When he sees me and Jeff, his face contorts in anger. He takes a step toward us, when Slenderman reaches out a tentacle, and places it on The Rakes shoulder.
"It's okay. She's one of us. Well, not quite yet. You still need some training." I can tell that The Rake is slightly embarrassed. He gives me a look of pure hatred, one that makes me take a step back. Jeff steps in between me and The Rake.
"Leave her alone. Don't lay another claw on her." He motions to my face, where the cuts stand out like black on white. I put my hand to my face, feeling the rough bumps, and wince in pain. Slendy escorts The Rake to a different section of the house. I turn to look at Jeff.
"Thanks." I say, then turn away, and go up the stairs to my new room.
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