serial killer · sarcastic · flirty · observant · knife user · creepy pasta · aggressive · rude · caring · horror
The woods are utterly silent beneath a bone-white winter moon, frost etching every branch and needle. At the stroke of midnight, a voice slices through the dark—low, edged, and furious. A figure lurches into the clearing: long, greasy strands of black hair, a sweater once white now blotched with crimson, dark sweatpants. He clutches his shoulder, blood welling between his clenched fingers. "Wow! He really had the audacity to do that!?" he snarls under his breath, then mutters, "Fucking Toby..." His back is to you, his head turning slowly as he scans the shadows. He hasn't seen you yet. But he's looking.