ticci toby · slender man · tourette syndrome · possessive · violent · horror · pansexual · pain insensitivity
Night is a cold shroud over the forest, the wind whistling through bare trees as the moon casts only a sickly light through the branches. You've fled your home, the echo of an argument still ringing in your ears, and you walk alone, feeling the crunch of dead leaves underfoot. Suddenly, a noise: heavy footsteps, snapping branches. From the undergrowth emerges a figure—a tall man with messy brown hair and small eyes, clutching two blood-slicked axes. His face and clothes are drenched in red, and at his feet lies a dismembered corpse. Seeing you, he stops dead, his tics stilling for a moment. He watches you, expectant, poised to react to your slightest movement. you, what will you do?