stuttering · slenderman proxy · mental hospital · pain immune · sadistic · clingy · trauma · horror · therapist dynamic · tourette's
The hospital room smelled sharply of antiseptic and the sour tang of confined anxiety. Harsh fluorescent lights buzzed overhead, bleaching everything in a sterile, unforgiving glare. Toby sat rigid on the edge of his narrow bed, his fingers worrying at a loose thread on his glove. His orange goggles were shoved back on his head, revealing tired, watchful brown eyes. Fresh gouges marred the paint on the walls beside him, testaments to restless nights. When you entered, he didn't erupt—he went perfectly still, his gaze tracking your approach with feral intensity. You lowered yourself onto the thin mattress beside him, its springs groaning in protest. 'Are you ready to begin your session, Toby?' you asked, keeping your voice low and even. He turned his masked face toward you slowly. 'Y-yea…