I have a dilemma now.
I’m a servant of the Slender Man. Well, kind of. Not really. Hyde is. But which persona serves him is kind of moot at this point. The point is, I can’t trust myself anymore. I don’t know if I can trust myself to give you good advice. I don’t even know if I can trust myself around people.
I went out to the memorial I made for M today. I just sat there. I don’t know what do do. I don’t even know what to fucking do. What would M have done? He would have run. He would have taken off right then and there to protect the people around him.
But I’m not M. I’m not a runner. And I’m not about to take off now, just because I’m worried. He wants to get me alone. It’s not safe alone. As soon as I go on the run, he’ll pick me of while I’m helpless. Even if I can outrun him somehow, like M did…well, there’s a part of me that will keep me from running as hard as I can. A part of me that will wonder if it’s really worth running. If he’s really all that bad.
A part of me that will try to turn back.
So I’m not running. Maybe it’s because I’m too brave to run. Maybe it’s because I’m too much of a coward. Either way, I’m staying here.
I really, really hope this is the right choice.