Chapter Twelve

I wake up the next morning. It takes me a second to remember where I am, but soon all the memories from last night come flooding back. Last thing I remember wasJeff dragging me through the woods and up to a rotting cabin that looked like something from The Cabin In The Woods.  

I sit up and look around the small room slowly. I see a white and black mass in the corner. Jeff sleeping. I pssssst quietly. Nothing. Now is my chance. I flip the ratted blanket to the site of me and go running off the bed, only I feel a hard pull at my ankle and my face is met with the thud of the dirt-covered ground. I cuss loudly at the pain from not only the twisting of my ankle from the metal chain keeping bound to the bed but also getting a busted eyebrow from the floor. From the blood that blurring my vision, I can see jeff standing above me. For someone with such a unique face, he sure can show a lot of emotion. The look he gives seems bored but also amused at the same time. I glare up at him. 

"Ya think I would really be that stupid? To not secure you in some sort of way?" He asks, amusement in his voice. I roll my eyes hard. 

"A girl can dream..." I answer. He laughs as he leans down and unlocks the cuff around my ankle. "Letting me go?" I ask, hopeful. His smirk falls. 

"You must be the stupid one for sure. Remember what I said? You're doing my dirty work today... and for a while." He says. His eyes look annoyed. 

"Why do I have to do it?" I spit at him. He glares and then sighs. 

"God... well... okay. It's hard to explain. Shit, I don't know why I'm telling you this but I guess I am. So...you know how I looked different before? Well, it's because where I've been for the past 10 years or so is different... It's pretty much a different dimension. And with that, there are things like magic, but not exactly the same. So I was able to make my appearance different. For a short time that is." Jeff explains. I kinda giggle.

"So... you're telling me to believe that you were in a different dimension? With magic?" I smirk at him. "Maybe you really are crazy...Suuuurrreee." I laugh hard. His face turns more annoyed. 

"Look. Yeah, I'm fucking crazy. I mean I'm fucking psychotic. I know this. But I'm not making this up." He looks sincere.

"Okay fine. Let's say you're telling the truth. What does this have to do with the so-called dirty work? Or with anything. Why arent you there and not here??" I ask, becoming more serious. 

"Well, the thing is with dimension. We have all pretty much made a deal with the devil. None of us can really die by the hand of another unnatural being from our same dimension, or by a mortal. We can get badly hurt and kinda 'die' but we always come back. Getting killed by our kind takes about a week to come back, but by a mortal, since they are a lot weaker, about a day to come back." He sees my face and smirks. "Sorry sweetheart, ya can't kill me" 

"What do u mean unnatural being? Are you immortal? There are others?" I ask, horrified. His grin gets louder. 

"Yes, there are others. And we are kinda immortal, as long as we keep giving souls to Zalgo, we stay the age that we first made the deal at forever. This isn't a problem for us, as we are all accepted into the dimension by Zalgo because we LIKE to kill." Jeff explains as I gulp loudly. This is a lot to take in. "There are many dimensions, the main one being where I reside. For already born unnatural beings of this world, as well as mortals who have snapped to the point of no return, turned into unnatural beings." Jeff smiles and raises his hand, indicating he falls into that category. "Now, Zalgo controls the 'immortalization' if you will, as well as the Hell dimension. Other than his deal makings, he really isn't involved in our dimension itself. That's Slenderman who's more the law of our house." He explains. I continue to listen, this is really a lot.

"You see, there is this girl named Jane, she acts almost like a crazy ex-girlfriend if you will."Jeff giggles at the thought. "Well, I made a deal with Zalgo, that if I could manage to get her out of the dimension and get a mortal to kill her, not by my own hand, that I will bring him 3 teen souls and another new unnatural, and in return, he damn Jane to hell and not bring her back." He smiles proudly. "Well, I did it! I'm still in the process of getting souls, but Zalgo knows ill pay him. I always do. Jane was a cunt... everyone hated her... But i stole some of Slender's potions to actually be able to carry out my plan, which is a big No-No from him... as well as killing our own kind. He hates it. So even though I appeased Zalgo, I got kicked out of mansion, and dimension. He has the others guarding the portal, killing me every time I try and go in, which makes my life VERY annoying. The only way I can go in is if I bring back a snapped, or if I emotionally and physically mess with someone so bad, that when I kill them in the dimension, their soul burns greater in hell. And FUCK is that one really hard so..." He stops and looks at me. "When I say dirty work, I mean you are going to help me get back in, by becoming snapped!" He finally finishes. 

"I know, crazy, but it can work!" Jeff says laughing loudly at my horrified face. 

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Hey, I'm sorry this chapter was a lot of jeff explainingXD But I feel like we should get a feel for why Jeff just couldn't go back. This chapter may reveal A LOT of parts of the story I have planned. Maybe some foreshadowing?;)