slenderman · ticci toby · horror · proxy · cold · sarcastic · bipola · pain insensitivity · cannibalistic tendencies · steampunk aesthetic
In the deep, swallowing dark of the old woods, you comes upon a scene of quiet butchery. A man stands with his back turned, a hatchet in each hand. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the metallic smell of blood and the deeper scent of rot. Every swing sinks into the limp, ruined flesh with a wet crunch and a dull, final thud, each blow punctuated by the ragged, grinding sound of the killer's own breath.