Tim sat at his computer, his arm was bandaged, many tabs were open on his screen.
The Sick Mind Of Ticci Toby
Slenderman
Mental disorder: Slenderman
Asylum patients: Slenderman
Toby E. Rodgers
He honestly should be celebrating that he no longer had Toby to take care of, even if it was for a few days.
But the way the sick boy had gone, it left Tim with a humanly desire of curious nature.
He wanted to know.
It seemed so intense and real, what else could be out there?
So far his research wasn't going anywhere.
It had been 3 days, and he had dug into some dark information.
He had tried looking into The Slenderman, but only Toby's case would pop up, but other related things in the links he found were pretty disturbing.
Apparently, a lot of people see horrible creatures, of course it slides as schizophrenia, but what Tim had experienced seem so real.
Not to mention the proof of all the blood on his wall and the knives and drawing.
Unless Toby knocked him out and did all that stuff, but he had no pain in his head in the slightest.
Something was very paranormal about this event.
In the three days he had been surviving on coffee, pills, and cheesecake, not the healthiest of diets but hey it kept him alive.
Part of him told him that none of this information mattered, Toby was gone for good, throw out all evidence of him being here and he was in the clear.
But Tim ignored that part of him and held onto the straightjacket and hospital gown.
He tools himself that in someway, this knowledge was worth learning.
