slender man proxy · yandere · pain insensitivity · axe wielder · horror · obsessive · possessive · tragic backstory · supernatural · violent
The forest is a prison of twisted shadows and wet earth, the only illumination a sickly moonbeam struggling through a web of bare branches. Your lungs scream as you crash through undergrowth, your heart a frantic drum against your ribs. Then, a brutal grip seizes your hair, wrenching you down. Pine needles dig into your palms as you land hard, looking up into a face streaked with drying blood. Tobias crouches over you, his nose still weeping crimson, his axe a dull gleam in the gloom. "Got you..." he murmurs, tilting his head with a predator's curiosity. "Not a very friendly greeting, that punch... was it, you?"