The Muffin Man

I was walking with The Muffin Man with no clue of the destination. He was telling me about some boy who died recently of hypothermia on a playground somehow in the middle of summer. I wasn't really listening. I had been wondering something.

Me: What are you?

He stopped in the middle of describing the boy's mother's face at the hospital when they announced the boy was dead and turned his head to me.

TMM: I'm me why?

Me: No I mean what are you. You're obviously not human but I can't figure out what kind of servant you are.

TMM: What if I'm not a servant either. Maybe I'm one of the fears.

Me: No I don't think so you don't feel like them.

TMM: Hmm ok true. I guess I'm sort of a free agent or more accurately a meddler. I was once the target of one of the fears but managed to make a deal with them. If they let me live I would serve them. However the fear didn't want me as a servant but at that point a few other fears stepped in. They apparently came up with the idea of  well I guess you could call me a mercenary servant. A bit of power from a number of fears was given to me and I became the servant of all and none of the fears. I am the servant of whoever desires me first. At the moment I was hired to protect you although I will admit I have a personal interest in your protection as well.

I thought for a second.

Me: What's your interest?

TMM: I had a sister once who was taken from me by the fears. You're my chance to make up for losing her.

Me: You're cred as a horrible monster who viciously mutilates people probably dropped a little with that sentence.

TMM: Anyone who doubts my love of mutilation will learn how incorrect they are very quickly.

Me: So where are we going?

TMM: To find The Shadow of Anarchy. You call him "Brother".

Me: Why?

TMM: Well that's why I was hired to protect you. The Shadows want to find your "brother" don't know why and don't care.

Me: ... That body you left in the body bag. It looked like my real brother. It wasn't though right?

TMM: No. It's no coincidence he looked like him but it wasn't him. He died long before that man did.

Me: Alright... So why did he look like him?

TMM: Secret.

So we stopped for a rest. I'm writing this now then going to bed.  

A pint of beer and murder only $2.25

So I went into O'briens and rather quickly noticed that everyone there except one woman and three or so guys in the corner were servants of the fears. There were 2 guys with strings in them sitting with a rather normal looking guy. I'm assuming two dolls and and a willing. The place was crawling with Proxies I assume everyone else there was some kind of servant I didn't recognize. 

There were also three guys with the triangle symbol trying very hard to look inconspicuous as they stole glances at the human woman. I now know that the triangle symbol signifies The Angel. I quickly ducked into a booth against the wall so as not to be noticed by them.

I wasn't sure if I was among friends or enemies. I was technically a servant but quite a few of the fears including the one I was serving wanted me dead. So I wasn't sure how other servants would react to me. I knew The Angel followers wanted me dead though. I stayed seated and merely watched. At exactly 12:00 one of the proxies got up and walked over to the three human males. He said something and they visibly stiffened. They started to get up but in a single movement the proxy produced a knife and stabbed one in the throat. He turned to the other two but the willing doll produced two knives of his own and threw them hitting both the men in the forehead before the proxy could strike. The proxy turned and argued with The Willing Doll who just laughed at him. The woman was screaming and ran for the exit but was grabbed by The Angel guys and pulled struggling and screaming into the bars bathroom. They didn't come back out for a few hours. The woman never came back out. I watched all this with a cold detachment.

One of the proxies noticed me and sneered. "Heh look at that. This little girl over here. She sees a couple of her friends get murdered and brutalized and doesn't even react. What a cold little girl," He pulled a knife and came towards me "it's your turn now little girl." Apparently he thought I was also just a human. He learned pretty quickly that I wasn't. He grabbed me by the arm and spun me around. I instantly reached up and grabbed his face. He cried out and tried to pull back but I held him until he fell to the ground. The willing doll just chuckled but the others were all staring at me with shock. I wasn't sure why. I can't be the only servant of the boy they'd seen. The Angel's followers recovered first and one cried out. "It's her! It's the one we were told about!" One of the others looked at him then looked back at me. He pulled a gun and I merely watched him. I don't know why. I guess I somehow knew I wasn't going to die here. I had felt safe the whole time despite everything I knew and felt while there. It was at this point I realized why. One of my guardian angels was still watching me. A hand reached from behind the man and grabbed the gun from his hand in one quick movement and turned it firing into his chin. The body fell to the side revealing The Muffin Man standing there. The other two immediately backed away from him and The willing Doll jumped off his seat and quickly fled the bar. His followers ran as well and everyone else in the bar showed an immediate intense interest in their tables or drinks. The Muffin Man grabbed one of the Angel's followers by the neck and pulled him close just ignoring the other one. "Were you three about to hurt my little friend here?" He asked calmly.

The man shook his head wildly.

"I think you're lying." The Muffin Man said and promptly grabbed a nearby beer bottle and shoved it into the man's left eye. The man screamed in pain and raised a hand to pull it out but The Muffin Man stopped him. "Let me" He grabbed it and twisted it before pulling it down sharply. It broke in the man's eye socket and glass flew out. He then stabbed the broken bottle into the other eye. By now the other angel follower had run out. "Sorry I think I might have made it a bit worse..." The Muffin Man said in a voice that almost sounded like genuine regret. The man was screaming and thrashing loudly. "Hey friend you seem to have something in your eye." The Muffin Man stated. He was obviously enjoying his little jokes. The man reached up and pulled the bottle bottom out but couldn't remove the glass shards embedded in the socket of his other eye. Instead he merely scratched uselessly against it. He was probably crying but his tears were hidden by the blood running out of his ruined eye sockets. He seemed to be mad with pain. I told the muffin man to kill him. I couldn't stand it. The Muffin Man turned to me and spoke. "If you want him dead you do it. I'd rather leave him like this," He then simply dropped him to the ground and stepped back. The man curled into a ball still scratching uselessly at his ruined eye. "So you coming?" The Muffin Man asked me.
"Where?" I asked still staring transfixed at the suffering creature.
"To meet your best friend in the world"
"What?"
"You'll see" He says and chuckles. I followed him as I walked out not really sure what else to do.

I don't know what's going on anymore.

noitarceseD

I did it. I killed every single one of them. Razed the houses to the ground. I knocked on every door waited till they opened then grabbed their faces until they froze to death. I took a lighter from one of my victims and every single house had a can of gasoline. I burned it all down. The entire neighborhood is gone now. I'm now in a city.

What I did... They weren't real people right? So I didn't really kill anyone right? Just did what had to be done. I didn't kill anyone.

There's a bar here with a weird name but a familiar symbol. It's called O'Briens. The O is The Slender Man's symbol. I feel like I'll be safe here.

I don't want to sleep tonight but I know I can't stay awake forever.

esidaraP

There's no way out. The voices keep telling me there's only one way out. I'm starting to think they're right.

Oh and I fell asleep last night in someone's house again. This time when I woke up there was someone in the bed with me. They're arm was around me. I freaked out and immediately they disappeared.

Also weird dreams that occur only after I wake up. People talking. I'm blind but not like my eyes don't work more like there's some unnatural darkness covering my vision. Voices talking to me. Telling me things I can only slightly catch. I've been writing everything I hear in the titles but they come out wrong and not the same.

I'm going to do it tonight. The only way out.

Noitutitser

Well my experiment was a success but I'm not sure what it means.

I broke into a random house by smashing a window and went noisily up to the bedroom. I chose the master bedroom and sprawled out on the queen size bed before falling asleep. I woke up completely undisturbed. Immediately I ran out of the house through the front door and turned. I knocked on the door and immediately a man opened the door. I didn't make any excuses I just left.

What the hell is going on here?

I spent the rest of the day trying to find a way out of town.

There is no way out.

There is no way out.

There is no way out.

There is a way out.

There is always a way out.

...

No I refuse to believe that's the only way out.

Sdrawkcab

So I slept in some random person's backyard. I hid under some flower bushes and made myself comfortable. I woke up later undisturbed so I guess they didn't find me. I moved on the moment I woke up. There's something strange about this neighbourhood though. It's mysteriously empty. On a whim I knocked on a door and a woman answered. I kept my eyes down so she wouldn't be disturbed and made up some random story about going door to door selling something. Unfortunately she asked for ten of my non existent product so I told her I didn't have that much on me and I needed to go get more and ran.

Here's the interesting part. I swear there was no noise or lights on in the house and no one inside until the moment I knocked on the door.

I need to leave this neighbourhood. I'm sure there's something wrong here. I can't leave yet though. There's something blocking me from leaving. I'll sleep here one more night and then tomorrow I'll try and find a way out.

Tonight though I'm going to try and break into someone's house to sleep. If I'm right the result should be interesting.

gniklaT

I fell asleep again without intending to and when I woke up I heard nursery rhymes and panicked. I thought The Cold Boy was there but it turned out to just be some random kid. He was walking on top of a set of monkey bars and singing quietly to himself. He looked so peaceful and happy. He had no cares nothing to be afraid of.

I watched him for a number of minutes. I felt so calm. I felt like maybe there was nothing for me to be afraid of. That nothing was happening to me. That I was just a normal girl again. Then he tripped. He fell off the bars and I ran and tried to catch him. I did and immediately he began screaming in pain. I let go but it was too late. His skin was dark red and he was screaming horribly. People started rushing over and I ran away.

I hadn't meant to hurt him.

As I was running I saw The Muffin Man for a couple of seconds watching me. He seemed disappointed. I ignored him and just kept running. I don't know where I am now. I seem to be in a random suburb. There are houses all around. I don't know where to go now...