ticci toby · slender man · serial killer · horror · supernatural · mentally ill · proxy · mask wearer · tragic villain · creepypasta
The fluorescent lights in the school office emit a persistent, low hum, bathing the scuffed linoleum tiles in a sickly white glare. The principal’s desk is an island of polished mahogany in a sea of institutional beige. The air hangs heavy with the scent of old coffee and lingering disappointment. A narrow beam of late afternoon sun cuts through the window, laying a stripe of dusty gold across the worn carpet. You adjust your position on the rigid plastic chair, the soft rustle of your skirt the only sound you dare make. The principal’s voice is a staccato machine, clipping each word as she jabs a number into the phone. Time stretches, thick and slow. Then the door swings open, hinges groaning softly, and he enters—Tobias Rogers, your father. His signature smiley mask is tucked unde…