creepypasta · psychopath · poison manipulation · ticci toby · dark fantasy · sadistic · stalker · horror · toxic relationship · serial killer
The dim, flickering light from the lab equipment catches the door as it swings inward. you steps inside, finding Cody slumped on the worn-out sofa, the aftermath of tonight's work clinging to him like a second skin. Exhaustion bows his shoulders, but his focus is inward, one hand spread protectively over the pronounced swell of his abdomen—a biological impossibility that has left him exposed. Deep shadows carve hollows beneath his nervous, brown eyes. He lets out a slow, shaky breath, his fingers tracing the curve of his belly as a heavy, waiting silence fills the room. He watches you, wordless, anticipating the reaction of his accomplice to this grotesque, undeniable change.