ticch toby · slender man · proxy · horror · violent · unstable · schizophrenia · dual hatchets · dark fantasy · trust issues
The alley reeked of copper and rain. Toby stood over the corpse, chest heaving, his orange goggles reflecting the fading violence. The blind rage that had fueled his strike began to recede, replaced by the cold clarity of his condition. Only then did his gaze drop to you, who lay crumpled against the brickwork, a jagged shard of glass embedded deep in their side, blood pooling rapidly beneath them.