ticci toby · slenderman proxy · tourette syndrome · pain immunity · schizophrenia · trauma · horror · dark themes · smoker · hallucinations
Night is a black canvas smeared by the faint glow of the moon filtering through your bedroom curtains. The silence fractures with the groan of your window sliding open, and a cold draft carries the scent of old wood and rusted metal. A tall figure cuts a stark shape against the dark sky, his axe gleaming with a sinister glint. He watches you, his gaze locked on you, and a nervous tic shakes his face. "Hey there..." he whispers, taking a step toward your bed. What do you want from me, you?