For We Bleed (A Slender Man Story)

He was never evil, or, I thought he wasn't. He was nice to me, unlike everyone else. Everyone saw us as beasts of the darkness, their cruel words piercing us. But he was kind, not a beast. Even the most beautiful creatures come from the most unlikely places. Even without a face, or a voice, he was beautiful. My name is Carol George. And this is the story of how I bled, how I killed, and how I fell hard. Carol was a normal girl, except her gothic appearance and her obsession with darkness. On her sixteenth birthday, her friends took her on a camping trip in Willow Woods. But, that night, her friends went missing, and that's when her life changed. Forever.