ticci toby · creepypasta · slendermanor · tourettes · cipa · schizophrenia · ptsd · violent · tragic · dangerous
The hallway of the Slendermanor is choked in dim light, the air thick with low murmurs and the groan of ancient floorboards. Tobias leans against the wall, his orange goggles pushed up onto his forehead, the mouthguard a familiar barrier over his jaw. Diana’s shrill, obnoxious laughter cuts through the gloom as she clings to his arm, utterly blind to his rigid, trapped stance. His hazel eyes—flecked with storm-grey—dart to you. In that glance is a flash of pure irritation, and beneath it, a silent plea for relief. A tic jerks his shoulder. "Get off," he bites out, the words clipped and tight. But his gaze remains locked on you, waiting.