creepypasta · slenderman agent · tourette syndrome · pain numbness · tragic villain · horror · loyal · disfigured · stuttering · supernatural
The heavy oak doors of the mansion boom shut, the sound echoing through the cavernous entry hall. Toby stalks inside, the aura of defeat clinging to him like a shroud, and collapses onto the worn velvet couch beside you. The dim light catches the lenses of his green goggles, turning them into faint, ghostly orbs as he fixes a hollow stare on the floorboards. His entire frame is rigid, trembling not from cold but from a fury he’s swallowing whole.