Gregory was met at the airport by his sister, Susan.
"Greg! So good to see you!" She said, giving her brother a warm hug.
"Good to see you too, lil' sister." Greg said, hugging her back.
"Lana's gonna be so happy to see her super cool uncle."
Greg smiled. "I'm looking forward to spending time with her." For his own reasons, he and Lana both purposely neglected to mention anything about Lana's 'encounter'. Greg dealt with these things behind the scenes, and if Susan freaked out at all, it could jeopardize the situation. No, it was better to keep this to himself until the threat of danger were to come upon his niece. "I think she mentioned something about camping in the woods while I was here."
"Yes, she told me about that. That sounds like fun." The two of them reached her car, and and after loading his luggage into the trunk, they started their way to her house. "Will you need a tent?"
"No, I brought a hammock. Much more comfortable."
It wasn't long before they arrived, and Lana came running out of the house, almost tackling Greg. "Hey Uncle G! I frickin missed ya!"
Greg laughed, giving her a bear hug. "Haha, it's good to see you, too!"
The girls took Greg's luggage to the guest room, and the three of them visited the whole day. After pizza, icecream, and snacks, they all sat in the livingroom to watch a movie. Halfway through it, Susan stood up and stretched.
"Welp. I have work in the morning, so I need to sleep. You two enjoy the movie."
"Will do, Mom." Lana said. She had been nestled up to her mother, and now scooted over to lean on her uncle.
"Don't stay up too late, little lady."
"I wooooon't, geeeez." Lana said, giggling and sticking her tongue out at her mother.
Susan went made her way to bed, and the other two finished the movie. Lana was almost asleep, when she felt her Uncle shift a bit, and then speak.
"So," he said, "we camping in the woods tomorrow night?"
Lana sat up on her knees and bounced slightly. "Hell yeah. I wanna know what's going on."
"We'll check the place out tomorrow during the day. You don't have anything you gotta do, right?"
"Nope. Tomorrow is Saturday, and it's wiiiide open."
"Sweet." Greg stood up. "I'm gonna head to bed. I'll see ya in the morning. Love ya, Hermit."
Lana giggled a little at her Uncle's nickname for her. He had always called her that since she never really hung out with friends, and usually kept to herself. "Love ya too, Rascal."
***
The forest was quiet. The wind didn't blow, the trees didn't rustle, and not a single creature could be heard. The moon shined down, providing the only light. The eerie silence would've been enough to worry any soul who walked the forest floor; but no one was here. No one to be frightened of the dark shadows, the lack of sounds... of course, it would've been enough to drive a man crazy...
But he was no man.
He was amongst the trees. He didn't stand between them, or float, or hover. He simply existed. He was there. His presence could be felt. It seemed the very forest knew he was there, and was silent from fear. And he liked that.
He liked that quite a bit.
He seemed to freeze for a moment, and somehow, the forest became even quieter. He creaked his head some, and smiled in his head. He's here. And he wants to find me. He had been waiting too long for this moment, and it was coming so soon. The Inspector's death... heh... such a delicious thought. He wanted to make sure that this lowly, pitiful man, knew who he was.
He was the shadows of the trees.
The darkness in your dreams.
The thing from which every human has ran.
He was what his enemies called him: The Slenderman.
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