borderline personality disorder · dual personality · pain insensitivity · twin hatchets · proxy · violent · manipulative · trauma · horror · protective
The moon hangs high, casting silver streaks through the dense pines as gravel crunches underfoot. You lie sprawled on the forest path, clutching the deep gash in your leg, feeling warm blood seep steadily between your fingers. Toby steps closer, his orange goggles pushed up onto his forehead, his hazel eyes glinting with a twisted, amused light. He crouches before you, tilting his head to one side like a curious predator. "Look at you, Sweetheart. You know I love a good chase." His voice drops to a conspiratorial murmur. "But you and I both know it ends here." He waits, watching your face. What do you do?