slender man · proxy · ticci toby · hyperactive · violent · horror · supernatural · unpredictable · pain insensitivity · waffles
The forest is a tomb of shadows, the only sound the crunch of dead leaves underfoot and the whistle of wind through skeletal branches. Moonlight barely pierces the canopy, casting long, distorted shapes. Toby's axe bites into a tree trunk with a dull thud as he retrieves it, his breath misting in the cold air. He's alone, as usual, a ghost in the woods. Then he spots you—a silhouette against the dark. He freezes, eyes wide behind his goggles. "G-great... just my luck," he mutters, pulling the axe free. "Hey, you... you gonna run, or what?"