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murdafact · 9 months

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PROXY, ticci toby. (pt 3)

summary: tobys obsession with a girl becomes something different

cw: toby breakin into ur dorm room, reader is 19 & in college

word count: 3.1k

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the last few months have been total shit. you've been stuck in a mental hospital for god knows how long.

being stuck in a place where you're deemed mentally ill is terrible, especially when you know the truth.

but thank god you were getting out today. you had to move into the school dorms, but it was better than being in the hospital.

as you stepped outside, you took a deep breath of the fresh air and felt relief wash over your body. you were finally out, and on top of that, slenderman's goons were gone now too. for now at least...you knew they'd be back soon enough. but for now, you wanted to just enjoy your freedom and the little bit of peace that came with it.

you finally reached the dorms after what felt like an eternity of walking, the cold air washing over you as you used your key to open the door.

the kitchen was comfortably modern and cozy, with wood cabinets and monochrome tiles along the walls. somehow, it managed to combine a professional look; chef-quality stainless steel appliances with an old wooden table. in the living room a plush sofa was nestled in front of floor-to-ceiling windows that overlooked the field across from where the dorms were held. seems decent enough, right? no. the bedroom was a mess. dirty clothes were strewn about, along with the occasional beer can or food wrapper. the bed was unmade and wrinkled sheets hung off of it in disarray. a desk leaned against one wall, its surface cluttered with papers and other random items that had been shoved there in haste instead of being put away properly. you sighed as you saw someone inside.

"hey, you're (y/n), right? im sabrina. sorry its a mess, i didn't expect you here this early.. let me help you get settled." she smiled, taking the bags. inspecting sabrina, she was a pretty redhead with her hair done up in a messy bun. her pale skin and face had been covered with dark makeup, her blood red lipstick slightly smeared off her lips. she was wearing a simple black tank and some grey sweats, the faint smell of a victorias secret perfume lingering on her body.

slightly taken aback by the stranger, you hesitantly accepted her offer and followed her further inside. she started picking up clothes off of the floor and making the bed across from hers while talking to herself about how it was good that someone had finally moved in since it had been empty for a while now. once she was done cleaning, sabrina stood back and smiled. "there you go." with a grateful smile, you thanked her for her help and she left the room to go about her own activities. as the door closed behind sabrina, you looked around your new living space with relief. everything seemed so much better now, at least for a while it would be.

weeks have passed, you and sabrina had become friends ever since you moved in. she went out to a party with some other people and you just finished studying. as you went to the kitchen, you heard a strange noise coming from the hallway and turned to see him standing in the doorway. he stood there like an ominous shadow, his face unreadable underneath that trademark hoodie and mask. his eyes seemed to burn with the need for something. you shivered at the sight of him, feeling a chill run through you like lightning in my veins as he stepped closer without saying anything. he moved slowly but steadily towards you until you were mere inches apart and you could feel his breath on your skin - cold and metallic against your flesh; it felt oddly calming yet terrifying all at once. your heart was pounding and your hands were shaking, you felt an unseen force pushing you against the wall. suddenly i heard a clink of metal, feeling a cold blade resting on your neck as he pressed in closer. with every passing second his knife edged nearer to puncturing through your fragile skin. in despair, you could only muster up one thought; what do i do now?

you looked up at him, your voice shaking. tears pricked the corners of your eyes as you begged for your life, pleading for him to spare you. your words tumbled out in a jumble – desperate pleas and half-sentences interrupted by sobs that shook through you like an earthquake, rattling every fiber of your being until all that was left was fear and desperation.

you finally thought you were free— safe from him. but here you are, toby's hatchet on the edge of your neck, threatening to draw blood.

pulling down his mask, he laughed maniacally. an awful sound that sent a chill through your body. his laughter was merciless and relentless, as if he were mocking you for your own suffering and weakness. you pleaded with him to stop, begging for mercy but seemingly unheard in the depths of his uncontrollable mirth. his face contorted in glee even as tears rolled down your cheeks; his joy only intensified the desperation and dread you felt at that moment so acutely it seemed like time had frozen around us both forever.

"i-ive been waiting so fucking l-long for this. for you.." toby's words were punctuated by each gasp of breath he took in between his laughter, and you shrank further back against the wall. your heart was pounding so hard i thought it would burst out of my throat, the terror within me obviously noticeable now. "tell me, why do you need anyone else w-when you have me?"

at this, i felt something inside me break. years of fear and trauma were now made manifest in the form of a broken sob that escaped my throat. i wanted to scream at him, to beg for mercy once more, but instead found myself silently shaking my head as tears streamed down my face. toby seemed taken aback by this display, his laughter slowly dying away. he rolled his eyes, "if you w-wont answer me, i'll make you."

toby quickly lifted up his hatchet, hitting you on the head with the back of it. your head was spinning, and then all went black. you felt a sudden shock in your skull that reverberated down through to the tips of your toes. you could no longer feel what was happening, consciousness slowly fading away like smoke in the wind.

he dragged her body through the woods, he was surprised she hadn't woken up by now from her head hitting the uneven ground. when he reached the mansion, it was empty and quiet. slender probably sent everyone on a mission. walking into his room, he threw her onto the bed. tying her hands and legs together in and leaving the room.

he had more important matters to attend to. he wanted her for so long, and finally got her where he wanted her.

toby went and got some rope from the basement, finding some old furniture he could use as a makeshift gag. going to the room, he tied her feet together, then tangled the ropes around her wrists, pulling them tightly behind her back. he stuffed a rag in her mouth and gagged it with tape before securing it in place.

toby hurried back to the basement, where bloody painter and ej had stored their strange experiments. he peered into the glass tanks filled with murky liquids as he hummed a tune. as toby continued to inspect the lab concoctions, something stirred in the back of his mind. (y/n) .. you were so.. perfect.. he thought. he picked up a syringe and a small vial full of clear liquid, ghb, and carefully stuck it into his pocket.

ghb was a popular drug. it was able to completely erase the persons memories once they took it or got it injected into their veins.

perfect..

he made way back to the bedroom, where he had left (y/n). his hands shook with anticipation as he walked closer and closer. he opened the door, to which he saw you still knocked out on the bed. his eyebrows furrowed into a frown, looking at your figure. you still had your pajamas on from the previous hours, your tank and plaid pants along with your dirty socks. he sighed, suddenly feeling a wave of guilt over him. maybe he should just kill you right then and there, just to get it over with. but he couldn't.

god, no. he loved you too much. even though you were just an average teenage girl, he was obsessed. too much to kill you.

just then, he watched as you woke up, your lashes fluttering at him. your eyes widened, seeing his unmasked face. you attempted to scream, until you realized your mouth was stuffed with a gag. "mmmf!" you said, confused. toby just chuckled,

he was about to respond but then suddenly remembered something more important- a plan he had been thinking of for a while. a way for you to forget everything. a way for him to make it seem like he was yours– or like you were his. a dumb, naive girl again. someone who would go under his every command. he pulled out the syringe from his pocket, nearing closer and closer to your neck. you tried pulling away, "stop s-struggling. you'll just make this harder." he said, his voice deep. the cold, pointy metal of the syringe poking at your neck. you felt him slowly stabbing your neck, the metal piercing through your fragile skin he stuck it in deeper, you felt yourself forming tears in the corners of your eyes. "don't cry. it'll be be-better this way." he said, caressing your soft skins, admiring.

you felt the liquid seep into your veins, going through your blood. soon enough, you fell back asleep.

hours have passed. you woke up, noticing you were laid in a bed, being covered by striped blankets. you looked around the room, only being lit by a small desk lamp . you turned your head to the wall and saw a bunch of pictures, seeing a girl in most of them. she looked unsuspected, seeing as she looked like she didn't even know she was being photographed. one was her in a park just reading a book, another while another was while she was sleeping. feeling creeped out, you backed away. you stepped down from the bed, your now bare feet hitting the cold hardwood floor. the wood creaked under you as you stepped, walking to the door. you opened the door, slightly peeking your head out and hearing small chatter. "what? what do you mean you just brought her in? do you know how much trouble we'll be in?!" a man yelled. "i already told him. i h-had this plan for months. and now i can finally go through with it." another spoke.

you backed away into the room, closing the door. you were confused. you felt like you didn't belong, like this wasn't your home. what plan was he talking about? did it include you?

toby and masky were in the kitchen. masky was yelling at toby for bringing someone in, a human girl to be exact. "why the hell is there a girl in your bedroom?" masky asked. "i brought her in. her name is—" "what? what do you mean you just brought her in? do you know how much trouble we'll be in?!" masky yelled. toby sighed, "i already told him. i h-had this plan for months. and now i can finally go through with it."

masky sighed, "you better hope this stupid ass plan works. if it doesn't, boss will kill you and her." he said, looking at him with contempt, then shaking his head and walked away, leaving toby alone.

toby sighed and headed back to the room. opening the door, he saw you cowering in the corner of the bedroom. he sighed. "you're awake." he ran his hand through his hair and sat at the foot of the bed "you don't need t-to be scared anymore. i-i'm safe." he lied. he was a danger to society and he knew it, but he didn't want you attacking and possibly running off. besides, how would you react if he told you he's a wanted serial killer?

you stayed in the corner, trying to decide whether or not you should trust him. you stayed silent for a while, desperately trying to remember him, hell if you even knew him. he could possibly be someone you don't even know. he sighed, turning his head and rolling his eyes. he figured that dealing with someone who lost their memories would be hard.

he started to think of a story, one that would be somewhat believable. "i'm your friend. you remember me, right? my name is t-toby." he said, to which you shook your head. "well, either way, we.. you, um, got into an accident. s-so i took you in!" he lied. you seemed to believe it. "b-but, how..?" you said, your puppy eyes looking at him. "it's a story for another day, are you hungry?" he asked, to which you nodded. you felt drained, mentally and physically.

he walked out the room, to which he was met face to face with hoodie. "tim told me about your little plan. is it going well? is she okay?" he asked. "s-she's none of your concern." he said, walking to the kitchen. "hm." hoodie hummed.

toby prepared a simple meal, and when it was done, he served you. you ate hungrily, finishing the meal in under a minute . "thank you .. " you said, voice calm but soft and quiet. he nodded, taking the plate and going to the kitchen to put it into the sink. he leaned against the marbled counter, wondering how he would deal with you. should he teach you how to be a killer like him, or keep your innocence ?

he decided on the first option. he would rather you to be like him instead of trying to hide you from everything. but, first he would have to make you get comfortable with him first. he sighed, he walked down the hall to clockwork's room, since she was the only one he really spoke to and wouldnt be weirded out from his question.

knocking on the door, he waited a few seconds before she opened the door, her green and clocked eye looking at him. "what?" she spat out, "calm down. i'm just asking for a favour." he asked, "do you have any extra clothes?" he sighed. "uh, yeah. for what?" she asked, walking to her closet and pulling out some shirts and pants from her drawer, "it's for uh.. a girl. dont worry about it." he said, walking inside but looking down at the floor.

clockwork dumped the clothes into his arms, "thanks c." toby said, walking to his room, carefully opening the door so he doesn't drop anything. he walked into you laying on the bed, bored out of your mind. "i'm surprised you didn't leave." he said, dropping the clothes on the bed. "i got you clothes so you can change." you sat up, going through the clothes. you decided on a pair of ripped jeans, a simple burgundy tee shirt and a black zip up jacket. he left the room so you could get changed.

when he left, you swiftly changed into the new clothes, and looked at yourself in a mirror he had nearby. looking at your features, you look exactly like the girl in those pictures. you got chills, but honestly thought nothing of it. he was your friend, right? maybe those pictures were consensual, although you had 0 memory of it. but then again, you had no memories.. you couldn't remember anything.

what a shame.

you shook off the thought and exited his room. were those pictures really you? you thought, walking down the empty halls into a living room, to which you met 2 new people, talking to toby in the dining room.

the first person you noticed was a tall, pale guy, with a slitten smiling face and jet black hair. although the scars were scabbed and seemed to be healing, it was like he was continuing to cut them fresh to keep the smile from healing fully. he was wearing a bloody white hoodie with black jeans and black vans. the other was a short, blonde, elf kid who was bleeding from his dark eye sockets . your head fuzzed, you felt like you could remember him, but you can't place your finger on where.

the pale guy suddenly spoke to toby, looking your figure up and down. "your little girlfriends here." he teased, chucking darkly. you tilted your head, confused. toby walked up to you, "we need to go, i have to train you." "for what?" you asked. "er, for.. fighting. yeah, fighting." he completely lied. you shrugged your shoulders and followed him outside and into an open field behind the house. "here." he gave you a fake knife, since he didn't want to hurt you since you're still a beginner. "i thought you meant fist fighting." you said, looking at the dull blade the knife had. "nope." he said. "try to dodge me." he said, lunging at you quickly, to which you dodged from reflexes and made him miss. "good job, but this is just a start." he smirked under his mask.

oh boy..

eventually, weeks turned into months and you got more comfortable with everyone in the mansion. sure, you made your frenemies, like jeff, or your best friends, like toby, jane and clockwork. you even got little sisters you never had, like sally and lazari.

but, that also means you had to change yourself to fit in with the others. your original (h/c) hair has now been dyed to a (d/h/c). you changed the way you did your makeup, your fashion, you got tattoos from a nearby tattoo shop and scars on your body from previous training with toby or clockwork,and overall changed your personality. you went from a naive girl to an independent woman, you didn't need a man.

although you had that mindset, you and toby started dating a while after you joined him in the mansion.

you were happy with him, and he was happy with you. now he doesn't have to sneak and take pictures of you, he can finally get them consensually whenever he wanted, and he didn't have to hide himself from you. you two went on missions together all the time, killing anyone you saw, and everyone who judged your relationship with him.

the end. ♡

─── 2023 MURDAFACT, do NOT repost as your own.

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eyzoa · 1 year

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↳. Ticci Toby stimboard with blood, hatchets and fire.

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mercityart · 2 years

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Oooh, I saw you asking for creepypasta requests a while ago! I'd love to see a fem or gn reader that loves to pamper Toby, like, lots of cuddles, looking up ways to calm him down whenever he has a bad episode, etc.

I just want him to be happy and cared for dammit TwT

oooooooo!! Absolutely! Hope this is what you wanted. This is a bit of a short chapter but I hope it lives up to your standards.

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Tw: these characters are mentally unwell individuals who don't typically have the means for therapy or medication, they aren't meant to be perfect, and just like so many other ppl they can be toxic and exhibit bad behavior such as self harm, possessiveness and so much more.

----Ticci Toby x reader who likes to pamper him!----

Ooooh dear. Oh goodness. Ok. Whooo. This man didn't think he could love you more than he already did but here you are proving him wrong in so many ways.

Toby fucking loves that you care so much about him and take care of him. He never really had a lot of love and care growing up so the fact that you are not only making up for lost time but also giving him extra is absolutely astounding to him.

He was already head over heels in love with you to begin with and you just had to show off. He is the type of lover who would pamper the fuck outta you and treat you like a deity. He'd protect you whatever the cost.

Toby is a bit anxious and hesitant at first. He's so unused to kindness and love it's sad. He associates bring cared for with something bad bound to happen. You being so sweet and caring automatically makes him think you are going to hurt and/or abandon him.

He never will truly get used to it but he does appreciate it so much. He feels so happy and loved by you, he couldn't have asked for anyone better and considers himself one of the luckiest people on the entire planet. However, he still has his bad days.

Toby struggles a lot both mentally and physically. He has hallucinations and delusions of his deceased sister frequently and he has moods that change do quick and drastic it can give you whiplash. He does try his best but without the right mental help for his issues he can't get to a decent constant. He has violent episodes not only to himself but to others and he feels terrible for it.

Tobias hates coming down from an episode like that, because he always seems he's hurt something or someone. He is super fucking strong, constantly working out and training, pushing his body beyond their limits so a bit from the man is no joke. He can cause some real damage.

The main issue is the one thing that can help Toby calm down involves physical contact with him, and getting close without getting hurt is extremely difficult in this state.

Toby needs to be wrapped up in a weighted blanket and hugged tight. The pressure helps him calm down, quite literally and figuratively weighing him to reality. Afterwards though is trying to convince Toby you aren't hurt. Which would be a absolute lie.

You are 10000% are going to be banged up pretty bad. Especially if he gets to you before you get to him. If he gets to you first you best hope his episode isn't very long. He truly does not mean to hurt you nor does he want to. He has little to no control or memory when he is like that.

Toby appreciates your help however he would prefer if you would hide and call Tim or Brian to help. They know how to handle him and can do it without getting too hurt if at all.

He tries his best to make up for it and wants to pamper you right back. He isn't great at helping people with mental health as it typically overstimulated him, he can't handle those situations and will either shut down or explode.

In order to try and pamper you he has set up a weekly "self care night". This is where you two will watch your favorite stuff, play your favorite games and eat your favorite foods! This also involves skin, hair, and nail care. It's a way to unwind from the stressful week and be intimate with one another. He honestly wouldn't be able to think of a better thing to do.

Speaking in regards to food however... Toby has a really bad eating disorder. Now, to many he looks healthy because of his super fit physique but to those that know him they know the only reason he's so fit is because he thinks exercise will make him weigh less, when in fact it's making him weigh more due to muscle weighing more than fat. He will eat little to no good whatsoever, meaning he's burning way more calories than he should. He isn't getting enough nutrients to be anywhere near healthy.

Now this is where you come in. He has a hard time telling you no, so if you decide to randomly take up culenary or baking he will force himself to eat anything you give to him. He loves your food and he loves you.

Tobias has a terrible self image. His confidence is very fake and can make him feel worse. This man, needs all the praise in the world. Hype him up. Especially if you two are cuddling or being any form of intimate, bring positive attention and praise to every part of him, especially parts he hates. He hates his nose, as he is native he has a very strong nose shape, a bump in the middle like his grandfather. He loves his heritage however... He was horrifically bullied for anything not eurocentric. He has super thick hair and it wasn't until after the first mental institution incident he cut it short. He felt that he had died and so he chopped his hair trying to really bring it home to him as he full heartedly believes his hair is an extension of his being, his soul.

Please put braids in his hair, play with it, twirl it, he loves it so much. He loves his hair and if you love his hair too that just makes it even more special to him. If you love any part of him he will love it more. In his eyes if you love something it must be special.

He does have one thing other than his hair that he loves and that's his eyes. His eyes shine a Amber color and he loves it so much. It reminds him of flames. If you look into his eyes it makes his heart flutter, you just are too precious to him. He can watch you, he can watch nature, he can watch the sun and moon. Truly, to him being able to see is one of the luxuries he loves most. He wouldn't trade being able to watch you smiling at the sunsets rays kiss your skin so beautifully for anything in the universe.

He loves the little things. The small moments are some of his favorite moments.

There are days however, even if the sun shines, he simply can't get out of bed. He is void of energy, having pushed himself too far physically and mentally. On days like this he just needs to be curled up and held by you. Rub his back and hum him a tune or sing him a song. Your presence makes everything more bearable in a way. He couldn't have gotten as far as he has without you. And for that he is so grateful.

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evergreenroads-creepypasta · 10 months

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Name: Natalie Oullette

Infamous name: Clockwork

Current age: 35

Pronouns: She/her

Gender: Cis female

Nationality: American

Sexual orientation: Bi-romantic, asexual, polyamorous

Family members: Mary Beth Ouellette (Mother, Deceased), David Ouellette (Father, Deceased), Lucas Ouellette (Brother, Deceased), Melody Rodgers (Daughter, Alive)

Current lover(s): Jane Arkensaw, Nina Hopkins

Description: Natalie Oullette is a 35 year old female standing at a height of 5′7, she currently lives deep in the woods near the mansion that houses Tobias Rodgers, known as her past lover and child’s father, Slenderman, and many other people. She used to live in the mansion, but decided to part her own ways when she was 20 years old. When she was 19, her and Tobias Rodgers were a couple. They went on to have a child known as Melody Rodgers, and had to give her up to an Orphanage for the child’s own safety, due to there being mentally unstable serial killers in the mansion who might try to kill her while she’s still a newborn. Although most of the people residing in the mansion wouldn’t actually do that, you never know who will. Months after they had to give their child up, Natalie spiraled into a depression. She realized she never really wanted a child all along and she just did it because she thought she had to due to societies expectations for women in the past being ‘birth a child’ and ‘be a housewife.’ She and Tobias got into many fights due to her not really treating Tobias right in the relationship, and Tobias being in a deep depression due to having to give away his daughter. So after her and Tobias decided to break up, she made a decision to leave the mansion and live on her own in the woods. She bid everyone including Tobias farewell, packed her belongings, and went off into the woods. Now she has her own cabin, grows her own food, hunts animals, etc to survive in the wilderness. When she first started living in the cabin and adapting to her new way of living, Jane Arkensaw and Nina Hopkins, her best friends, decided to leave the mansion too and live with Natalie in her home. Years have passed, and now they all live together as roommates and lovers. Natalie’s personality can be a little cold to people she first meets, and she tends to have anger issues that she’s currently working on, but when you’re close friends with her, you’ll see she’s really kind, thoughtful, and caring to people she can trust and rely on.

#Creepypasta #clockwork #your time is up #Jane the killer #Nina the killer #Tobias rodgers #Ticci Toby #Slenderman #lgbtq #redesign #character redesign #biromantic #asexual #polyamorous

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angels-and-demons · 2 years

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So, I've come up with a couple of Nicoby au ideas, and I just wanted to expand upon them.

Former child star Toby au ("Revival au")

Toby used to be a child star, until he was fourteen and his sister died. Then, he gave up acting. However, at the age of twenty-five, he decides to pick it back up again: a Revival of his career (and his dating life).

Dogs au

Nico and Toby being cute, but they're dogs. Toby would be a labrador (or a lab mix) while Nico would be a pedigree Pastore della Lessinia e del Lagorai (fancy Italian breed).

Single dads au

Nico and Toby are single dads that meet up after their kids get into a fight. They've got to get the kids to get along, and they fall in love on the way. Toby has a kid called Basil, while Nico's daughter is called Lilith. The two do not get along. Hijinks insue.

Rival Bands au

Toby is the bass player for his band, the Goggle Squad; Nico is the guitarist for The Big Three (a band with five members). They're pitted against each other in a battle of the bands, and somehow end up crushing on each other.

Superpower au

Nico and Toby both have powers. They're both antiheroes in their own way. Nico has his basic powers (shadow stuff, earth cracks, kinda like that one guy in X-men Evolution), while Toby has metallokinesis. They have to track down a murderer together while in costume.

Monster au

Nico is a vampire, and Toby is a werewolf. What more could you want?

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ruexvn · 4 months

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𝙲𝚛𝚊𝚣𝚢 𝙸𝚗 𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚎

* ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊* ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊* ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ✩‧₊* ੈ✩‧₊˚* ੈ

"𝚑-𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚎?.. 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚞-𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜?"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚕𝚞𝚌𝚔, 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛.

"𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢...𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚝", 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍. 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 '𝚋𝚞𝚝' 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗

"𝚘𝚏𝚏. 𝚠𝚎 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚊-𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖-𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚏𝚊-𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚖𝚎.."

"𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢?..."

"𝚏𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚘𝚝? 𝚢𝚎𝚊-"

"𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝!!"

𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚕𝚒𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚐 𝚐𝚛𝚒𝚗. 𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚍𝚘 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚒𝚍 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚘𝚖 𝚋𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚎𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜, 𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍. 𝙰 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎! 𝚃𝚘 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚋𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚎𝚢𝚎 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚏𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝.

𝚁𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚋𝚞𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝙿.𝙴 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚍. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚝𝚢𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝚂𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊𝚗 𝚒𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚝.

"𝚞𝚑 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢?"

"𝚙-𝚙𝚎𝚘𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛-𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐.. 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏! 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚏𝚏!"

"𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢 𝚓𝚞-"

"𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚢𝚘𝚞.. 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎...𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎! 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚎!"

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚖𝚒𝚝... 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕. 𝙱𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚖𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚡 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚠𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚙 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝙿𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚍𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚖𝚙𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚒𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 𝚊𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚍𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚜𝚢𝚌𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚠.

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙰𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚘 𝚋𝚘𝚡: 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚒𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝙶𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚙𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔, 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚒𝚙𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚔 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚘𝚍𝚊. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐. 𝙸𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚙 𝚘𝚏 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚜, 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚎𝚣𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚊 𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞.

𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚒𝚡𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚊𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚎𝚠. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 '𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎' 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚐𝚞𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚢 𝚜𝚘 𝚊 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝙶𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚣𝚢 '𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍' 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜

𝙾𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚍𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

"𝚘-𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜?...𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜"

𝙷𝚎 𝚖𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏. 𝙷𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍𝚎𝚍, 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑? 𝚗𝚘? 𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚢 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚌𝚖𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚢... 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒-𝚒.. 𝚒 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚒𝚕𝚕..𝚝-𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖."

𝙾𝚛 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞

"𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚞𝚑?...𝚖𝚖𝚔...𝚒𝚖 𝚓-𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚙𝚒𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝-𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏"

𝙼𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚒𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚘𝚊𝚛𝚍.

"𝚒𝚖 𝚜𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢..𝚒 𝚛𝚎..𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚖... 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢..𝚠-𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚎.."

𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑. 𝙳𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚊 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙶𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜? 𝚐𝚘 𝚊𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚞𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚕𝚎. 𝙰𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖. 𝚂𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜? 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚠𝚊𝚢. 𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜.

𝚈𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜; 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚐𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜. 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚑𝚒𝚌 𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚏𝚏 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛 '𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜' 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚡𝚒𝚜𝚝.

"𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚝𝚛-"

𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚞𝚝𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚜 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚏𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚒𝚝 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚛𝚖 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚎𝚒𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜..𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚐𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚕𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚞𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢. 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎, 𝚑𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚒𝚍 𝚘𝚏. 𝙾𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚛𝚎𝚓𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖, 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚝𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚞𝚋 𝚑𝚒𝚖𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚘𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘 𝚘𝚗. 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚐𝚘 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚎𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚜.

𝙸𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚞𝚢𝚜. 𝚂𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚛 𝚓𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚜𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚜𝚔, 𝚜𝚞𝚍𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚑. 𝙷𝚎 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘. 𝚆𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚎𝚒𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚍𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚐𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚞𝚙, 𝚊 𝚜𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚏𝚘𝚛. 𝙻𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚕𝚔𝚜.

𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚊 𝚍𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚔𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝚖𝚊𝚢𝚋𝚎 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝𝚢 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚊𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚊 𝚏𝚞𝚗𝚗𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍. 𝙷𝚎 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢. 𝙷𝚎 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎'𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞'𝚕𝚕 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔 𝚞𝚙, 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚊𝚙 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚕𝚕

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#creepypasta #silly #fanfic #mini story #follow?#ticci toby #tobias rogers #tobias erin rogers #toby rodgers #creepypasta blog #toby #x reader #fem reader #im writing this at 1 in the morning #hope this was tomboyish enough..🤔

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cr33py-crawli3 · 20 days

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Hi creepypasta community, I’m back

(Sketch under cut)

Thisˆˆ is the image I used for the background, I got it off Pinterest, if I can find the image again I will link the poster here:

#creepypasta #creepypasta fandom #creepypasta fanart #ticci toby #tobias rogers #toby rogers #ticci toby fanart #I don’t do much creepypasta fan art #I do want to get back into the fandom tho #Fan art #my art #please don’t repost on other apps/websites ty #creepypasta art #Toby rodgers fan art

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greenpumpkinart · 4 months

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Gotta stay warm somehow ❄️🌨️💖

#I couldn’t sleep #art #creepypasta #jeff the killer #jeffthekiller #ticcitoby #ticci toby #Tobias rodgers #Jeffery woods #greenpumpkinart #myart #creepypasta fanart #creepypastafanart #Jeff x toby #jeffxtoby

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fxdizz-y · 8 months

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PiTY Party

A/N ; i saw this little trope with a loser character and i GOT to write it! english isn't my first language so PLEASE bear with me :( SYNOPSIS; Your father decided to take you to a little social gathering with all his fellow alumni, little did you know that certain someone has their eyes on you.

c/w; IT'S LOWKEY BADLY WRITTEN!! eventual smut, age gap, bondage, sex, breathplay, anal, m!sub to m!dom, throatpie, creampie, praise kinks, degradation, sex against the wall, bending over the sink, mirror sex, 'sir' kinks, kinda gay, brat taming, lowkey daddy issues hitting hard, hatefuck turns into love making, threats, s&m, overstimulation, breeding kink, destruction

"Son, we're here." Your father's voice shook you awaked, as your eyelashes fluttered open. Your neck felt sore from the uncomfortable sleeping position as you sat up on the passenger seat, a light groaned escaped your lips when you felt the kink in your neck.

Your hand reached up to rubbed your eye tiredly, before looking out the window. The large familiar cabin was glowing dimly, lighting up the otherwise dark forest.

You can hear laughters and lights conversation sparks from the inside and a small, bubbling anxiety soon start to set in your stomach. God you hated social events.

Your father decided to hosted a little party, to celebrated his promotions or something like that. However, instead of renting a place, he decided to host it at the family's summer cabin. You at first didn't want to go, but your mother too press you on about it, telling you that it might be a good opportunity to have some connections for the future. And your father were practically sulking when you rejected him once.

Not wanting to upset your father furthermore however, you unwillingly stepped out of the vehicle, the cool night air hit you in the face making you scrunch up your nose a bit.

Your father gave you a firm pat on your back as he lightly chuckled, motioning for you to come inside. You took a deep breath before obliged his wish. When you step inside, the anxiety only worsens when you suddenly was bombared with questions and greetings.

You felt small, absoloutly wanting to crawl into a hole and never surface again. However, just as you were about to excuse yourself, your oh ever so loving father just dive right in and dragged you away from the attention.

That's when he introduced you to one of his older colleagues, the man who seems to be in one of his rather late 30s, his brown locks was messy and unkept, as his eyebags look rather dark and heavy, you could almost feel sorry for him. He also wore a large bandage on the side of his cheek, just right at the corner of his mouth. He seems to be twitching anxiously, as his head and hands kept jerking slightly.

You smiled at him, just a soft, simple smile as your father introduced you both to each other. Apparently, they've known each other since high school, as your father had lightly 'teased' or 'joked' with him in the past. But you weren't dumb, you knew what you father did. You shook your head lightly when he wasn't looking and shoot Toby an apologetic look. And he swore he saw an angel. His breath hitched as he shoved his hands into his pockets, trying to hide his shaking hands.

When your father left you both alone to talk, the tension thickens. Toby doesn't know what to do, he have the same social skills of a rock. He just stand there, fidgeting his hands in the pocket, picking the skins off of his fingernails. But after a few seconds, which felt like an enternity, a soft, angelic voice broke him out of the trance he was in.

It was just a simple, awkward "Hi" from you. It sounded so innocent. So pure.. So, so, so sweet.

He needs to ruin you.

"..Nice weather we're having." You tried to strike some small talk with him, as much as you hate to socialize, you know that you had to. Or risk kissing those opportunity good bye.

You shifted your weight to your other foot, and looked at Toby, straight into his pretty, brown eyes. He just nodded. Fucking nodded. Oh well, you tried. You thought to yourself sarcastically.

But before you could leave, Toby spoke up. "So you're... (F/N)'s son..?" He asked, clearly also hating the socializing as much as you.

You nodded, feeling slightly at ease. "Yea, yes I am sir." You replied, standing up a bit more straight and offered him a friendly smile.

Everything seems to stilled for a brief second. You had no idea what you just awoken in him when you call him 'sir'. He could feel his cock twitched in his pants as he muttered a cursed under his breath, as he cough into his fist, trying to play it off.

But how could he? You're such a pretty little thing. Standing there and look up at him with your big, adorable eyes. Unaware of the danger you've just caused. Such a pretty, precious little thing. It's almost impossible to believed that you're the son of the man Toby absoloutly despise. The thought alone made him laughed bitterly.

And the way you tilted your head when he took too long to answered almost made him lost it right then and there. God you were so... delicated. Your lips, hair... everything about you is driving him to the edge. The way your white suit seems to hug your figured make him want to rip it off you. He couldn't helped but trailed his eyes along your curves, and almost groaned at the thought of biting into your soft fleshed, marking you with his bites and bruises.

He felt his pants grow dangerously tight before he quickly excuse himself to the bathroom, leaving you there, confused.

Toby found himself in the bathroom, panting heavily and he thanked whatever existed that the music was so fucking loud, same with the people chatters.

His dick was throbbing in his pants when he freed it with his hand and groaned a bit, clenching his teeth together. He was average in girth, but was slightly big in lenght. Being around 7 or so inches. The color was adorable, the tip being a cute pink color.

He leaned against the sink and scowled, a bit frustrated that he got hard because of his old bully's son.

... His SON.

He suddenly felt a shifted in his mood as a cocky grinned made it way to his face, a dry laughed errupted from his throat as he leaned back, slowly smeering his tip with the precum. God he felt filthy.

He almost felt sorry for you, you weren't even there when things happened. Yet you got your little dense self in the drama, unknowingly. He almost purred at the thought. He wants to wreck you infront of your father.

His eyes wandered to the hampered before he reach into it, seeing a sweater with your name neatly written on the back of the collar. He bring it to his face and give it a big whiff, his face grows redder by the second as sweats starts to form on his body.

His hand started to move again, stroking his shaft as he moaned into your sweater, muffling it.

He fist his cock into his hand in a quick pace, not even bothering to use his spit as lubricant. He kept thinking about you, and imagine you in all sorted of positions. How would your expressions looks like if he drill his cock deep inside you? What sinful sound would you make? God he needed you.

And as if God heard his prayer, the doorknob rattled a bit before opened. He didn't even heard you coming inside until you gasped, startled and is absoloutly flustered at the sight.

He fucking came in surprised. His load shoot into your sweater as he look at you, slightly embarrassed from getting caught. He dropped your sweater on the sink and reached out to you, he expected you to turn away, but instead a flustered smile crept onto your features.

"I.." Toby began, but it seems like his word got caught in his throat. And to his surprised once again, an angelic chuckled escaped through your teeth, and his dick began to throbbed again. You closed the door behind you and lock it with a clicked.

"W- what are you-" He got cut off by you pressing your lips against him, and it didn't take him long to practically melted into the kiss. His hand that was around his dick let go and he slowly slid his big hands down your thighs. He grabbed your ass and hoisted you up, one of his knees between your legs to keep you steady as your arms wrapped around his neck, pulling him into a deeper kiss.

He gasped sharply into the kiss when your leg jerked up and grind into his crotch, making his knees almost gave out.

You KNEW he was inexperienced, and that thought alone make all the blood rushing straight to your throbbing dick. The thought of being his first was alluring. You slowly grow impatient before you shift around in your place, and successfully have Toby on his knees. He look up at you with a flushed expression and seems to be slightly puzzled at the sudden position changed. It didn't take long for him to caught on however when your hand slowly grip the root of his hair in a firm grip. He quickly fumbled with his hand to unzip your zipper and your cock sprint out. He swallow thickly and look up at you, and you just scoffed at the sight. He looks so fucking pathethic and eager on his knees. His face was red, and sweat was coating his forehead and running down his chin.

You nodded at him with a raised brow, and he quickly got to work. He slowly swirled his tongue around your tip, making your legs feel like jello. He savoured the taste, licking up any precum that was beaded on the slit of your dick. You buckle up your hips imaptiently, but his rough hands held your inner thighs in place. You let out a low moan as he continue to lick and suck on your pulsating dick, before he finally take the whole thing in his mouth. You grunt a bit, the grip on his hair tightens as you tried not to snap your hips upward into his mouth. He was taking all of this painfully slow, and he knows it.

After all the teasing, you couldn't held it in anymore as you shoved his head down on your dick, not giving the slightest fuck when he gagged a bit. The gagging actually sent a vibration down your dick making you moan a bit louder, as you gently facefuck him. Your mouth start to whispered filthy praises and degrading stuff to him.

"G-god- so fucking warm.." You mumbled, loud enough for Toby to hear and his dick twitched. "Y-you're so pathethic" Scowling down at him, you fuck yourself into his mouth a bit rougher. "Getting o-off.. at one of your colleagues p-ah...arty? To his son nonetheless?" Toby's dick throbs with every words falling out of your mouth as you began to rambles while being deep inside his mouth, drilling your hips against his face.

He let out a few groans and whimpers of his own as he work his tongue around your shaft, greedily sucking you up and desperated to pleased you as you start to pick up the pace, brutally snapping your hips up and grinding in his face before you released deep inside his throat, moaning loudly as your legs began to trembled. He drinks every bit of you up, letting you ride through the orgasm.

After you slowly came down from your high, you pull out of him with a wet pop, whining a bit at the lost of the warmth in his mouth.

To your surprised, it didn't take long for Toby to hook his arms under your legs and stand up, making your head and back hit the wall as you let out a gasped. It's as if he did a whole 180 on his attitude.

He have a cocky smirk displayed mischeviously on his lips as press himself closer to you, grinding his pelvis into yours as he drawled out a groan. He can't take it anymore.

One of his free hand reached up and grabbed his tie, tying your hands together tightly, surely to leave a bruise.

His cold, rough hands travel down to your ass and give it a firm squeeze before his right hand travel up to the inner of your thighs and teasing your aching hole with one finger, making you whine as you squirm around a bit, glaring up at him.

He cooed at your expression and leans down, gently nibbling your neck and whispered in your ears. "Y- You're so..so pretty when yo- you're acting tough." He grins before sucking the skin of your neck, leaving a deep, dark purple mark.

You were still squirming against him and it only get him more riled up as you were practically grinding into his hips. He flipped you over so your back was against his chest and you were bending over the sink. He grab your jaw with his right hand to force you to look in the mirror. He wore a cunning grin as he shoves his middle and ring fingers into your mouth while keeping the hand firmly on your jaw. Drools were dripping down your chin as you gagged around his digits, tears starts to formed in the corner of your eyes. The actions only make him grin wider, as he bend down against you, your ass were right up against his cock.

"You see that camera?"

He asked smugly, before turning your head to look at the phone that was set neatly on a flower plant, making your eyes widen and your cheeks flushed with humilation.

"Do you want your daddy to see how much of a Hure his sonne really is, huh.."

He whispered lowly as he began to nibble your ear. You could only feel your dick start to erected again shamefully as you shook your head rapidly, in an almost pleading way.

"Then suck."

He barked orders at you and you began to swirl your tongue around his digit, sucking his fingers.

"Good, good.. little whore."

He grins and lick up your tears and kiss your cheek, before his other hand went up and grab your throat, holding your head in place and his now wet fingers travelled down to your ass, as he push one digit in and start to stretch you out. That delicious heat began to form in the pit of your stomach again as you gasped and whined at the touch, fueling Toby's egos even more.

"Such an adorable sound..."

He whispered, pumping his digit in and out of your wet hole before adding another one, leaning down and keep nibbling and sucking on your skins, leaving dark purple marks scattered around your neck while your shoulders were adorned with his bites.

"I can't wait to ruin you."

He scowled, as his finger went into a scissoring motion, stretching you out and shivers at the warmth, his dick was twitching and throbbing, begging to be inside of you.

The knot in your stomach tightens up as you scrunch up your face, clenching your jaws tightly. However, it earned a tight squeeze to your throat and you yelped, your eyes widened, He chuckled at your expression and tilt your head up to make you gaze at your reflection in the mirror.

"Eyes up, doll.."

He breathly says before he continue to pump his fingers into you, and added the 3rd finger.

You immediatly whines at the digits being brutally pumping in and out of you, your tongue hanging out of your mouth.

He snickered slightly at the sight before pulling his hand out, making you grunt slightly at the loss.

But it was quicly replace by a shocked yelped when you felt the tip of his dick rubbing against your hole as he pistoned himself and, without warning, snapped his hips forward, moaning loudly into your ears as he bottomed you out. Despite prepping you, nothing could have prepare you as his cock stretch you out delicously, and you could swear you felt his cock deep inside your stomach.

"S-so fuc-fuckin-g.. sh-shit- tight, tight, tight-"

He rambled into your shoulders, completely lost himself into you for a split second.

"-'m gonn- gonna mol- mold my dick into you..g-gonna ruin you for e-everyone else.."

He didn't let you adjust before he slam into you at a brutal speed, your lewd moans that would put a pornstar to shame filled and echoed around the bathroom, mixing with the sounds of skin slapping and a few moan and grunts from Toby himself.

"I'm gonna fuckin' breed this schöner b-junge.."

He mumbled to himself and you felt yourself clenching around his lenght, causing him to cursed in german harshly, his grip against your throat tightens. You managed to choke out a small "S-sir-!" but that only make his grip on you tightens more, slamming his pelvis into you and groaning loudly.

"S-scheiße- cal- call me that again-"

He ordered, grinding his dick into your ass and thrust into you harshly, making you cried out.

"S-fuck- Sir- Pl-pleas-"

Tears streams down your cheeks as he pounce into you, not showing any signs of stopping soon.

Black dots started to invade your visions as your air supply was cut off. But just right when you were about to pass out, he relaxed his grip, causing you to gasped sharply, inhaling that sweet, sweet air into your lungs.

"That- that's it, breathe.. Gut so.."

You felt the knot in your stomach tightens again as he burried balls deep into you, rubbing anf reaching all of your sweet spots you didn't even know were possible.

"Oh, m-meine liebe.. you're being- being such a good obedient little slut"

And you were being forced to watch as he fucking you silly was all so fucking lewd.

He let out a shout as he twitched, feeling himself close as his head jerk to the side, before his dick twitch deep inside of you and he came undone. You were quick to follow as you cum onto the cold marbled sink, letting out heavy pants as your half lidded, glossy eyes glance up at the camera.

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madame-noir · 7 months

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I decided I wanted to try a new concept of the creepypastas doing nothing, sounds dumb but everyone's always drawing them doing something so, I'm animating the more human ones showing off moments where they are just existing. I'm hoping it comes out right, fingers crossed I can pull it off 🤞.

#creepypasta #ticcitoby #tobiasrodgers #bookofwoe #kingsdecay #art #au #wip #animation #seperationanxiety #ticci toby #tobias rodgers #slenderman #operator

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j0eyj0rdis0n · 8 months

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Any darker headcannons on Toby?

“TICCI” TOBY DARK HEADCANNONS

Oh how I’ve been dying to do dark headcannons!

[nsfw under the cut!]

I know it’s said he has bipolar disorder but honestly I see him as more of a BPD kind of guy. His moods can switch on a dime and that seems to fit more with BPD than the long highs and lows of bipolar.

Continuing on that thought, when he flips to that wild anger of his it’s absolutely terrifying. He goes on rampages where he’ll scream and yell while running around the mansion punching holes in walls and swinging his hatchets into doors. Often when the person who set him off tried to lock themselves away

He definitely beats the fuck out of himself and others, and he’s most certainly slapped, punched, or slammed your head into the table once or twice (more about this further down)

Usually after his rampages it’ll be close to three days to a week of solitude. He can’t bare to show his face after such an event. He’ll lock himself away and rot away in bed.

He’ll use his sickly sweet niceness to get what he wants. So don’t play into it until you’re close. Like years of knowing each other close. He’s practically a master of manipulation, knowing exactly what to say and do to get what he wants. He’ll use his perceived dumbness in his favor.

Due to his past he has some… Trust issues… To say the very least. He needs to know where you are practically 24/7. So when you’re gone for too long or you don’t respond to a text he automatically assumes the worst. You don’t want him?? Did he not give you enough? Everything you could possibly need? And back to the manipulation thing, he’ll make sure you feel terrible about not checking in. You’ll question if you’re even enough for him.

He’d definitely lose it during those times you’re away for too long or won’t check in. So when you get home he’ll be clutching his head and crying. When he sees you walk through the door he’ll immediately be on you, yelling and screaming about how you don’t love him. Telling you that you’re in for a punishment as he grabs a hammer or raises his fist. He’d probably break your arm and make it seem like it was your fault for ending up here.

He just gives me Tate Langdon from AHS vibes

He’s clingy to the point it’s almost scary. You can’t hang out with anyone without him lurking in the background. And circling back around to previous statements, if you hang out with anyone without telling him, there’s trouble in store for you.

Also if anyone calls him “Ticci” Toby, consider that your last words. It irritates him to no end and he has no problem cutting heads off

He’s never fucked anyone, he just screams virgin. So he’s the type to jerk off wayyyyyyyy too much. Like it’s concerning how often you hear it happening. And he’s absolutely shameless about it too. If you walk in while he’s at it, he’ll give you a sly grin and try and get you to join

And when he finally gets his hands on you there’s no stopping him. He doesn’t give a fuck if he hurts you, he can’t feel pain so how on earth could you? He won’t stop until he’s satisfied, he doesn’t care if you bleed, cry, scream or beg him to stop.

That first time would probably be hell for you. It would probably get better after a few more times, but he’d definitely laugh at your pain

He’s rather impatient when it comes to PDA or sex. He wants it and he wants it now

I hope you enjoyed this and it seems accurate! I’d love to indulge in requests with this side of Toby, I think it would be quite interesting 😉

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murdafact · 9 months

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PROXY, ticci toby. (pt 2)

summary: tobys obsession with a girl becomes something different

cw: stalking, murder/death, toby stealing your shit, yandere toby, reader is 19 & in college

word count: 1.7k

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over the next few months, your sights have been weirder and weirder.

you were out gardening with your mother, tending to the dead roses in her yard. you put on your gloves, digging out the dead flowers and tossing them to the side, making room for the new beautiful ones. "i'm gonna go make some tea love." you heard your mother say, as she got up and went inside the house. "alright, i'm gonna stay out here for a bit." you said, continuing your little hobby. that was, until you felt .. tired. you felt like your body was suddenly weak. you looked around, confused as to what made you feel that way.

then you saw it.

the 10 foot tall, blank faced man with his yellow jacket companions next to him. you had thought that it was just a rumour, an urban legend if you will. the proxies, slenderman, you had no idea they were real.

backing away from the garden, you felt static buzzing in your ears and brain. you walked up the stairs weakly, slamming the door behind you. "you better not break my damn door-" you heard your mother speak, then paused once she saw your weak state. "what happened? i'm gone for 5 minutes and you get sick somehow? i can't ever leave you alone." she said, pulling you to the couch, setting a glass of tea on the coffee table. you tried telling her what happened, "mom. i'm not crazy. i'm not fucking crazy!" you yelled out, tears spilling down your cheeks. you looked up at her, her face looking concerned. "mom! stop looking at me like that!" you screamed, running up into your room. you were confused, scared, worried. what was happening to you?

after that incident, you just keep seeing him. well, them. it seemed like no matter where you went, you couldn't hide from them. they were watching you like a predator waiting to pounce on its prey.

you were afraid to tell anyone about them..

it was terrifying.

you were on your way to a cafe, laptop in hand along with your crossbody bag. silently hoping the laptop situation wouldn't be like the last time. you walked inside the building, being greeted by the smell of coffee and muffins. you walked up to the register, placing your order then paying. you sat down, taking off your bag and waited a while, until you heard your name being called. you walked up and grabbed the cup and sat back down, opening your laptop and typing in your password.

suddenly, you felt a chill go down your spine and looked up, seeing a man walk inside. you stared, realizing how familiar he looked. he had light beard stubble, slightly curly brown hair and pale skin. his eyes were dark with eye bags, seeming like he didn't sleep for days. he had a large, thick padded bandage on his face. now for his outfit? he was just wearing a black hoodie, jeans and some converse. just a basic guy, but why did he seem so familiar?

the environment made you uncomfortable. you tried ignoring it by just focusing on your work, but every time you looked up you saw him staring at you from another table. you quickly got up, your laptop in your arms and walked out the building. unbeknownst to you, you forgot your bag.

the man noticed you were gone, but realized your bag was still there. he looked around, seeing as everyone else was focused on other things, he went and grabbed the bag. he went after you, looking for you in the streets. that was, until he saw you turn the corner.

he couldn't understand how you could just forget a bag like this, with your school items, and personal belongings in it.

wait.

your personal belongings..

this was his chance.

he took your phone, your id, and a chapstick you had completely forgotten was even in there.

he shoved the items into his pocket, and went after you. "ma'am!" he yelled from the corner. you saw him, "why're you following me?!" you yelled out, until you realized he had your bag. you finally remembered you forgot it, and facepalmed yourself. "shit, i forgot. thank you." you said, walking towards him and taking the bag. "no worries" he aid quietly, his eyes seeming to be burning into yours. "sorry, i..i need to be leaving now." he said, quickly walking off. you were a little confused, looking into the bag. realizing he took some of your things, your instincts told you go to after him. but after he turned the corner, he was gone.

nonetheless, you were unable to get your stuff back.

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toby got to the mansion, ignoring peoples greetings and immediately ran to his room, slamming the door. he went to his desk, dropping the contents from his pocket. your id, your phone and the chapstick. he was sure you'd start trying to search for it, or maybe just get a new one. it didn't matter to him. "ben!" he called out, to which ben came in from the tv. "what? i'm busy trying to annoy jeff." ben said, his voice glitchy and somewhat robotic. "c..can you get into her p..phone for me?" toby said, "oh, uh, sure."

after ben got into your phone and unlocked it for him, even changing the password to something simple so toby would be able to get in whenever he liked. toby started going through everything.

oh, i mean everything.

your photos, your texts, your social media, every single thing. he didn't leave anything behind.

he basically had a shrine for you, he was so obsessed with you it was truly sickening. he'd adorned his bedroom walls with photographs of her— all framed in gold. some were where he was tucked behind a tree, while she ate on the park bench; one was taken while she was sleeping soundly; while others might have been random moments immortalized and brought back to life on his wall.

he printed your photos, hanging them with pride in front of his bed. toby had a strange obsession with you, something that seemed to grow more and more each day; an infatuation that began to be cause for concern. he was constantly thinking about you and picturing you in his mind. his room was becoming a shrine of sorts, with pictures of you everywhere he looked. he was losing sight of the fact that this wasn't normal behavior.

he smiled, and quickly left at the same pace he entered, leaving for the forest, then soon, your home.

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you were in the car, driving home. you were stressed out from losing a bunch of things. your phone, your id, even your friends. you knew your phone and id was taken from that guy at the cafe, but you didn't understand why he took it.

you parked and locked your car once you got out. you used your key, walking inside to a cold house. "ma?" you called out. you assumed she was taking a nap, since she would usually do that before she left for work on the night shift. you dropped your bag off by the table, like you usually do. you started walking upstairs, the floor boards creaking.

the closer and closer you got, the worse a smell barricaded your nose. it smelled terrible

you started getting nervous, seeing flies fly around in the hallway, swarming the room your mother resides in.

you carefully opened the door, feeling yourself fall to your knees as you saw her.

opening the door to my mother's bedroom. it was dark, and at first all i saw was a shadowy figure lying still on the bed. as my eyes adjusted to the dim light, however, i could make out more details – her pale face and lifeless body beneath an old quilt she had always loved so much. fear crept through me as i realized what had happened – that in this room of comfort and safety there lay only deathly silence...

looking up, i saw the window broken with glass all over the floor as i collapsed onto the floor, grief overwhelming me.

you had no idea who could have done this to her, or why they would do such a thing.

"mama, no.." you covered your mouth and nose, hating the smell of death in it. you ran out and closed the door, sobbing after seeing the scene in front of you. you didn't understand why all these things were happening to you. was this some kind of karma? was someone out for you? you were extremely confused. you ran downstairs, getting the house phone and calling the police.

you were getting interrogated by a female police officer outside the house. "do you have any idea who could have done this?" she asked. "no," was all you could say.

"when did you find her body?" she asked. "like 30 minutes ago. i just got home a-and i saw her there.." you said, tears continuing to spill from your eyes. you turned your head to the dark forest, seeing the guy from the cafe again.

this time, with a bloody hatchet and that same hoodie. you could very clearly recognize him though. your eyes widened as you finally realized what was happening, why everyone you loved was dying.

he was stalking you..

it was his fault.

you stood up, the officer getting alarmed. "ma'am?" she asked, "it's his fault!" you said, pointing to the man who had disappeared in a second. "ma'am. are you okay? i understand this situation maybe be traumatic but-" "no, i know what i saw! i'm not fucking crazy! it's because of that fucking slenderman and- and his stupid minions! they're killing everyone i love.." you said, sitting back down on the patio chair. the woman sighed, "ma'am, do you have any kinds of mental illness?" the police asked. you looked up, "no, no.. at least not any i know of.. no! i don't." you muttered out. she raised an eyebrow and wrote something on the notepad

"alright, we'll im going to have to set you into a mental hospital because of your current actions. it'll only be for about a month or 2, or until the doctors think you are better." and with that, you were escorted to the police car.

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