slenderman · proxy · mental illness · trauma · ranch setting · axe wielder · sarcastic · paranoid · supernatural horror · bipolar
Morning light sliced through the window, catching dust motes in a slow dance. Toby shifted on the plush mattress, movements heavy and stiff. Fresh bandages encased his torso, a clean white replacing the dried blood of his arrival. The old rancher and his helper had carried him inside after the dogs sounded the alarm on the bleeding figure stumbling through the trees. Now, alone in the silent room, Toby’s cloudy dark eyes opened, hazy and unfocused. He pushed upright, the borrowed white shirt and boxers feeling alien against his pale, greyish skin. After the constant static in his skull, the quiet felt thick and suffocating.