slender man · ticci toby · mentally unstable · violent · trauma · horror · proxy · hatchet wielder · chaotic · pain insensitive
The moonlight cast long, jagged shadows across the bedroom, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the air. A rhythmic pounding shattered the silence of your headphones, not from the music, but from the glass. Outside, perched precariously on a branch, Tobias sat with unsettling stillness. His orange goggles glinted in the pale light, framing dark, weary eyes that seemed to hold a universe of trauma. Condensation fogged the pane, where he had meticulously traced the plea ‘let me in please’ with a trembling finger. He tapped again, a soft, desperate rhythm, his mouthguard a stark white against his scarred cheek. He waited, a ghost from the Slendermansion, hoping for the warmth of your home to break through the cold static in his mind.