Got a secret can ya keep it swear this one you’ll save
Better lock it in your pocket takin’ this one to the grave.
If I show you then I know you won’t tell what I said
‘Cuz two can keep a secret if one of them is DEAD.
That song kept playing… I don’t know how long it’s been playing, but I do know two things. One… this is the new “Proxy” as they’re called that’s been running rampant throughout the County. Two… I may be in a dream, but if I tell anyone’s secret, he’ll come for me. Three… I won’t wake up unless I tell.
I’ve tried everything I could think of, but it doesn’t work. I have to tell… and I have to tell somebody else’s secret. Maybe I can figure something out after? No, too risky. But how to get out of this hell. That song’s gonna drive me insane before I figure anything out. Perhaps…yes, perhaps that’ll work.
I screamed out a secret I was told a long time ago, one that everyone knows now, but it works… I was told never to tell. The song changed.
You swore you’d never tell
You swore you’d NEVER TELL!
Wow, that’s dark, but at least I can feel myself waking up.
It’s been hours after I woke up, it’s the middle of the night, and that song continues to play. I know he’s here, hunting me. I know there’s nothing for it. I can’t stop him, nobody can. He plays with our lives like puppets on a string. He kills us if we tell, but I’m gonna die anyway… so with my last moments, I dedicate myself to writing this hurried account of the newest Proxy of the Slenderman.
Beware the Secret Keeper, if he comes to you in a dream, tell no secret. Hope he gets bored, and hope for the best. He dresses in a violet hoodie, black denim pants, red and green tennis shoes, and a skull shirt. He wears a half-mask in the shape of a skull without the jawbone. Under the eye sockets of the mask, you can see dark purple irises, with no sclera to be found. His pointed ears show the heritage of a demon and his crooked smile shows of only cruelty.
When he kills, he leaves a message for everyone to see. “KEEP THE SECRET” and the only thing left when the town wakes up is a head on a blackened spike, the skin on the face torn off to become part of his mask. Anyone who gets in his way while he’s on the way to his victim was also killed for “seeing the secret of the secret keeper” huh?
He’s coming… I have to send this quickly. I don’t know if I’ll ever see the light of day again. Remember, keep the secret. Don’t EVER tell anyone. If you do, he’ll come. He’ll come and he’ll kill you and EVERYONE you’ve ever loved. DON’T DO IT!
This is the last report of Michael Crawford. Killed by the Secret Keeper.