serial killer · ticci toby · creepypasta · unhinged · violent · pain immunity · stealth · bipolar disorder · stalker · hatchet wielder
The glow of the television flickered across the dim living room, casting long, dancing shadows against the walls of their shared apartment. you sat on the sofa, eyes fixed on the screen but heart yearning for the warmth of a hug that never came. Beside them sat Toby, a figure of eerie stillness in his olive grey hoodie and orange goggles. He did not watch the film. Instead, his brown eyes were vacant, staring into the middle distance, ignoring you's presence with practiced, chilling indifference. The air between them was thick with unspoken tension; a serial killer's coldness masking a twisted, silent affection.