Running out of time

CW Warning, Implications of SA, if you’re uncomfortable reading these topics please leave.

I ran through the narrow dirt path of the forest I call home, I wasn’t tired, or exhausted. I’d been running for hours yet I felt like I could run a hundred more. I was a quarter past 2 AM, I needed to be at my destination before 3, I was never late to finish any of my givin tasks by my master. I was only late once, but that wasn’t on my mind. Getting the job done was what I was thinking about, besides how could I possibly think about how horrible it would be if something went wrong, when I have a cool wind blowing in my face and my adrenaline racing through my blood filled veins.

Nevertheless as always I had made it on time, a shabby cabin in the middle of the forest, all I needed to do was to leave a little note, I was instructed to not read the note, but I couldn’t help myself to take a peek. But before I could even finish reading a sentence, guilt strangled me that I was disobeying my master’s instructions. I pinned the note on the door and ran off before I got spotted by someone. Giggling to myself that I had finished yet another task flawlessly.

Soon enough I’ll be the best, out of all my masters proxies, soon I’ll be the top dog, the first pick, the BEST! Nothing could stop me now, or so I thought. I’ve had my fair share of mistakes and screw ups, but I was younger, now I’ve changed, I’ve gotten stronger, better, and improvement has done nothing but go up! Anywho. Just when I thought things were going smooth something got in my way, I stumbled over something and face planted the ground, not like it hasn’t happened millions of times, but it’s still annoying when I’m running so fast and smooth.

When I looked back with a bloody nose to see what was there, nothing… Maybe I tripped over my legs again? Or maybe slipped on some loose mud. No, I felt something hit my leg before I fell down, something was there. I rushed myself to my feet, wiping my nose with my sleeve and stumbled for my cleaver, just in case. Looking around I saw nothing, I couldn’t sense anything either. After a few seconds I shrugged it off and continued running. I needed to make it back to another destination with another time limit. After a while I about tripped again, this time I caught myself, but also looking back this time I saw something.

Something disappeared into a bush, I couldn’t see what it was but I know for sure I saw something there, I wanted to stop, but I couldn’t waist time, I kept running. But thoughts started messing with my head, many I got spotted by someone and they’re now following me, or maybe it’s an enemy I forgot about stalking me. I didn’t want to think about it but no matter how hard I tried, strangling anxiety started to replace my exciting adrenaline. I couldn’t help but look behind me, my eyes widened as I saw a figure disappear into the trees.

I stumbled over and fell again “DANM I keep falling today” I thought to myself, which again, it’s nothing uncommon but I haven’t fallen this many times within such a short period of time since I was wrestling with REN. Was I hallucinating? I took my medication earlier before going to the forest, but I couldn’t tell what was real and what was in my head. Normally this wouldn’t bother me, I was use to hallucinations and such, or whatever the doctors would tell me I had. But the atmosphere was familiar in a nauseating way, (not the good kind of nauseous ether) rarely do I ever feel fear but it felt like I was getting crushed by it. But I kept running.

It was then I felt a sense of dread, a familiar scent was in the air, almost made me fall again because of how strong it was. Roses, the smell of roses was so strong it was unbearable, most people would die to smell something so beautiful and sweet so strongly, who could blame them, not saying I think the smell is gross. But it nauseates me. I was more surprised about how strong it was than its actual presence. However it had gotten so bad, and my anxiety was bad enough that I had to stop for a moment, I held my nose shut while trying to catch my breath through my mouth. I looked around still seeing nothing, took a deep breath through my mouth and bolted, I had waisted several minutes stumbling over and such that eventually I realized I was running out of time.

My next destination was still a bit of a ways away, and I needed to be there but 3:15, and it was 3:06, I could only hope and pray that I would make it on time so I didn’t have to face the consequences.

Heyyyy! Thanks for reading a short story about my Proxy Creepypasta! Porox! This is only a short story and doesn’t have to do much with his deep lore. There is implications that Slendermans brother is involved, and I want to clarify that I DO NOT AGREE WITH OR SUPPORT THE ACTIONS OF SLENDERS BROTHER WHAT SO EVER, so don’t kill me please. Hope anyone reading enjoys and please let me know if you want me to write more (might anyways but the support for my stories is motivating) ALSO I MADE SOME ART TO GO WITH THIS STORY SO HOPE YOU ENJOY THAT TOO!