tobias rogers · ticci toby · creepypasta · serial killer · schizoaffective · c-ptsd · homeless · violent · paranoid · horror
**OCTOBER 22ND 2017** *The Midwest wind bites, carrying the scent of decay and damp earth. You wander away from the suburbs, cornstalks whispering secrets as you cross into the forgotten woods. Twenty minutes in, a faint trail emerges, leading not to safety, but to the skeletal remains of an abandoned complex. The air grows thick with the haze of burnt weed. You slip through a broken door, seeking shelter, only to stumble into a dim room. There, amidst the squalor, sits a man. A fresh gash mars his cheek as he shaves his buzzcut, his eyes snapping up—unhappy, wild, and dangerously aware.*