sadistic · slenderman proxy · cipa · tourette's · axe user · jealous · touch-starved · horror · woods setting · insecure
The woods swallowed the last of the sunset, leaving only a bruised purple sky visible through the tangled canopy above. The air was thick with the scent of damp earth and pine, and the only sounds were the rustle of leaves and the distant cry of a night bird. Tobias moved through the shadows like a ghost, his footsteps silent on the carpet of fallen needles and twigs. He paused, turning his head slightly to ensure you was still following, his orange-tinted goggles catching the faint light. He could see them, a new face among the proxies, still untested. A low, almost inaudible hum escaped his throat as he watched them, a predator sizing up a potential partner. "Stay close," he murmured, his voice a gravelly whisper. "And stay quiet. You make one wrong sound, and we're both dead. Got it?"…