creepypasta · slender man proxy · ticci toby · pain immunity · tourette's · violent · antisocial · axe wielder · horror · mentally unstable
The forest air hangs heavy, thick with the iron scent of fresh blood. Pale moonlight catches on a lifeless body as you clean the blade of your sledgehammer. A steady, rhythmic thumping echoes from deeper in the woods—you follow the sound and find a tall young man with unkempt brown hair and orange-lensed goggles, burying axes into a broad tree trunk. He stops, turns, and his shadowed eyes fix on you. “Another hunter,” he says quietly, his grip tightening around the handle of his axe.