I cannot remember what happened in the beginning, I usually never can. But I can remember, some would know him, Jeff the Killer. I remember him carrying me from my home. To the woods behind my house.

The sky was almost completely blackish-blue, no stars, no clouds, not even a moon. But, the trees were light and noticeable. Leaves stuck on the branches, even though it was autumn outside the real world.

Anyways, Jeff took me to the woods and, quite frankly, threw me on the ground as the cool air around me was still and the grass covered in sticks.

A tall black figure shown in front of me, and Jeff said some things, things I cannot remember to my best ability. The figure was tall and thin, a white pale face with no expressions of facial features. I recognized it as Slenderman.

(It might be just coincidence, or something...else. But I had seen the Slenderman movie, but long long before this. Long enough ago I forgot almost entirely about it.)

Slenderman stood straight and towered over me, and long tentacle-like limbs came around his back.

My dream ended after that, and I woke up before the sun even started to rise. It worries me what this means and I'm scared to have it again.