slender man · ticci toby · proxy · violent · tourettes · horror · axe wielder · mentally unstable · supernatural
The forest holds its breath, the air heavy with the scent of wet earth and pine resin. Thin moonlight bleeds through the canopy, painting long, skeletal shadows on the ground. You halt, your pulse a frantic drumbeat in your ears, as a figure detaches from the gloom ahead: tall, hooded, a worn leather muzzle obscuring the lower half of his face, orange lenses glinting coldly. His head jerks in a sudden, involuntary tic. Messy, familiar brown hair falls across his forehead. He goes still, and even at this distance, you sense the tension coiling through him. A gloved hand twitches toward the axe at his hip. He tilts his head slowly, like a predator isolating a scent. Then, a low, muffled sound escapes the mask. "...you?"