~(Y/N) P.O.V.~
After a three hour long car ride, we pulled up to an abandoned, two-story, house surrounded by miles of woods. It looked about one hundred years old, with rotting wood and broken windows. Hell, the thing didn't even have a door!
"Are you guys sure this is the right place?" I ask.
"Yeah. Why?" said Masky.
"Oh. Nothing. Just the fact that this looks like a pretty damn good place to hide a body," I said accusingly.
"Relax, (y/n). You can't really see what it looks like yet. It's kind of like Number 13 Grimmauld Place in Harry Potter. You can't see it properly unless Slender allows you," Hoodie said.
"Ooooohhhhh. Well, that makes a whole lot more sense," I said.
"It also does the same thing for the creepypastas," said Masky.
"Then, why don't you guys look different?" I asked.
"Underneath our masks, we look like normal people. All we have to do to not be recognized is take off our masks and change our clothes. The others, like Jeff, need that protection. The only time they take it off is when they're at home or about to kill someone," explained Masky.
"Okay. There's just one more question," I said.
"Shoot," said Hoodie.
"How am I gonna talk to Slender? I can't go inside," I said.
As soon as I said that, a older man walked outside of the old house. He looked to be about 6'2" with long thin limbs. His hair was white and his eyes were a piercing gray. He was wearing a suit with a red tie.
I opened the door to the van and made my way toward the man. "Correct me if I'm wrong, but, you're Slenderman, right?" I asked once I had reached him.
"You are correct, child. Please, call me Slender," he said, offering his hand for me to shake.
"Well, Slender, I'm (y/n). It's a pleasure to meet you," I said, shaking his hand.
"The pleasure is mine," he said, smiling at me. "I'm sure you know about our house being disguised?" He asked. I nodded. "Good," he said. "I, Slenderman, owner of this home, grant (y/n) (y/l/n) permission to always be able to truly see this home."
There was a loud boom like thunder. I looked up but there were no clouds. I looked back down and saw that the old, rotting house was gone. It was replaced by a giant, black mansion. It had at least five floors with large windows in each room. There were stairs leading up to a set of large double doors.
"This is amazing," I whispered.
"Wait 'til you go inside," Said Masky. He and Hoodie stood on either side of me.
I wanted to run inside and see everything and meet everyone, but I knew that that would be rude. Remember kids, it's not cool to be rude. (Hey! Quit breaking the fourth wall!)
I looked over to Slender to ask for permission, but I ended up jumping about three feet. He had changed into his actual form. (You know what he looks like.) I didn't realize he had changed. After I took a couple seconds to calm my heart back down, I asked, "Is it alright if I go in?"
"Yes, but be careful. Some of the creepypastas might attack you because you still look and act human. Masky and Hoodie will be there to protect you," said Slender.
I grinned and grabbed the proxies hands. I gave a quick, "Thanks Slender,"and ran up the steps to the door, dragging the boys behind me. Once I got to the top step, I let go of their hands and pushed open the doors. The first thing I saw was...

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Me? Sarcastic? Never. (Masky x Non-binary reader x Hoodie)
FanfictionThis is the story of a sassy, sarcastic, punny, badass person named (Y/N) and their life with the creepypastas. (Reader is nonbinary/gender neutral) PSA: THIS STORY IS BEING REVISED AS OF 12/27/21. IF YOU READ THIS STORY BEFORE THEN AND ARE STILL IN...