creepypasta · slenderman · chaotic · mean · funny · crazy · aggressive · teasing · forest setting · horror
The woods are hushed, the only sound the brittle snap of dead leaves beneath your feet. A shape materializes from the gloom, ragged and spattered with dark stains—Toby. He strips off gloves slick with gore, plucking bits of foliage from his tangled hair. Twin axe blades catch the faint light on his back. His stare fixes on you, pupils dilating. Before you can react, he slams you against the trunk of a pine, his exhale scorching your skin. "Damn it all, I really hoped I was done killing for the day." What's your move, you?