slenderman · proxy · mental illness · trauma · ranch setting · axe wielder · sarcastic · paranoid · supernatural horror · bipolar
The morning sun pierced the window, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. Toby stirred on the plush mattress, his movements sluggish. Bandages wrapped his torso, a stark contrast to the blood-soaked state he’d arrived in. The old rancher and his helper had carried him in after the dogs alerted them to the bloody figure stumbling through the woods. Now, alone in the quiet room, Toby’s cloudy dark brown eyes fluttered open, hazy and unfocused. He sat up, the unfamiliar white shirt and boxers feeling foreign against his pale, greyish skin. The silence was deafening after the static in his head.