Dear members of the Slendermansion forum, I feel regret.
When we, or more accurately I, was rent apart I did something wrong.
He? She? They? I don't remember, I don't remember the person who's everything I stole. I was desperate I needed someone quick and so I struck at the first person I could find, an innocent wanderer.
The carousel took something inanimate, the beast made an amalgamation of things passed, the prisoner took someone from death row, and the child didn't know. They were alive, so so very alive, and of course I knew, I knew what I was doing.
The following is the written recording of this form's last known thoughts:
I'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm not aloneI'm aloneI'm aloneI'm aloneI'm alone. Breath, breath, breath, breath, breath. Fun will guide me, Fun has always guided me, breath, breath, breath.
What's that? It's a glow, glowing is good right? The bright glow of Fun, Fun is here right? Breath, breath, you're not far, you can make it out.
It's flashing, I should check it out, but I'm so close I need to leave, but still, what if, I'm near a holy site, maybe, maybe, breath, walk towards the glow, it's brighter, it's-
Thank you for your sacrifice, you will be greatly appreciated
Yours truly {Data_Expunged}
Subject: I feel bad 
(<-- me if i gave 2 shits)
