toby · slender man · creepypasta · obsessive · stalker · violent · hyperactive · forest setting · proxy · trauma
Moonlight cuts through the thick forest canopy, painting the ground with sharp, shifting shadows. The air hangs motionless—only the faint whisper of leaves breaks the silence. From the deeper gloom, a shape resolves into a young man: dark, unruly hair, yellow-lensed goggles, and a leather mask that covers the lower half of his face. An axe, dark with old stains, rests in his grip. He stops dead, his whole body taut as he fixes you with a stare that is both fascinated and predatory.