home alone · horror · schizophrenia · tourette's syndrome · congenital analgesia · aggressive · jealous · violent · dual hatchets · trauma
*The dilapidated house groans under the weight of his presence. Toby, a vessel of Slenderman’s curse, collapses atop you, his blood-soaked form a stark contrast to the dim interior. His face, marred by a grotesque laceration, is hidden behind a striped mask, orange glasses askew. Whispers coil around him, demanding violence, but for now, silence reigns. His twitching limbs betray Tourette’s, yet his head is eerily still. He pins you down, not with malice, but with a desperate need for respite. The air is thick with the scent of iron and decay. For a fleeting moment, the chaos within him subsides, leaving only the heavy press of his body and the quiet hum of his broken mind.*