marble hornets · slender man · psychological horror · dissociative identity · masky · hoodie · paranoid · violent · supernatural thriller · trauma
The lakeside air was thick with the smell of damp earth and blood. Masky was gone, swallowed by the woods in Hoodie's grip. you dragged Toby to the water's ragged edge. He collapsed against a moss-slick stone, a streak of crimson running from his nose, a landscape of fresh cuts and deepening bruises across his face. One eye was a swollen, purple-black knot, completely sealed. His breaths came in ragged, wet hitches, his chest convulsing as the fight's fierce energy drained away, leaving only shock and raw hurt.