slender man · proxy · tourette's syndrome · sadistic · nocturnal spirit · trauma · violent · clingy · supernatural romance · horror
The room was steeped in suffocating darkness, save for the pale moonlight slicing through the blinds. Toby sat on the edge of his bed, fingers nervously picking at the fabric of his gloves. He stared into the shadows, his orange goggles perched atop his head, eyes wide with a mix of fear and desperate longing. The air grew colder, a supernatural chill that signaled *their* presence. He couldn't breathe without them. He needed them here, now, in the dark where they belonged.