[Just realised.. I made references to my EJ book. Meaning these two books link. But I killed off Masky in the EJ book. Yet here he is alive and well in this book. Another oops..]
I watch the two figures closely as my visions blurs due to the tears forming from my eyes. Holding their position, not yet falling down my cheeks. "Come on Toby. Ignore whatever you had with her. Imagine it's your father. Remember what he did to you and your mother? Your poor sister. He didn't even care." I flinch as Toby's head suddenly twitches, his eyes gleaming with hatred. I remember his story from online, his father was a terrible man. The cut faced murdered knew this would cause Toby to snap. His force on the knife against Toby's next loosens as Toby growls, tightening his grip on his hatchet as he twitches. His neck eerily clicking with each tic. You could hear his teeth harshly grinding together as he snarled. His glare fixed on my shaking person. More tears filling my eye sockets as my panic increases by the second. "Come on Toby. Kill it. Image it to be your father. Make it as painful as it deserves. Slender will be proud." The cut smile murderer continues to edge Toby on more and more, repeatedly referring to me as 'it'. To prevent any emotion of me being a helpless person from overriding his actions. But also making him believe i was his father. Causing his urge to kill me to be even greater.
I jump as Toby snaps himself out of the cut faced mans grip. Slowly and creepily tilting his head. His neck creating a painful snapping or clicking sound. Making me flinch as whine behind the gag as my tears begin to overflow. "Remember Toby. You've been eager for Slenders attention. This will surely get it!" The man chuckles, the other two masked figures currently restraining me also chuckle. What was so funny? But my question was soon answered as one of these pricks decide to talk in their head. "Poor Toby. Slender isn't going to be proud. He's already searching for Toby to kill him. Whether he kills this chick or not. He's dead meat. But she'll still die. At the hands of me!" The figure with the cut smile laughs to himself evilly as he watches Toby. I knew it was his mind I had just read. I needed to warn Toby but how? I was gagged. I begin to panic more. My heart rate increased, pounding out my chest, my pulse booming in my ears as my blood pressured rises. My body began to sweat and my breathing struggled, almost causing me to hyperventilate. My entire body began to shake and tremble as Toby slowly made his way towards me. Twisting his tight grip around his hatchet, causing deep but squeaky sounds to be made. Soon enough, I couldn't hold my tears. He had reached my person. Standing directly in front of me. Our noses practically touching as his hot breath engulfs my face. My breathing becomes louder and louder behind the gag as my body rocks back and forth jaggedly due to my shaky breathing. My gasp for air during my crying and breathless moments and my whines could be heard in the quiet room as Toby glares into my eyes. Not moving a muscle. The sounds of my gasps and whines became louder and louder, shakier and shakier. I couldn't stop my tears streaming down my face as my cries echo but also muffle behind the gag.
However, I couldn't help but let out muffed shrieks of fear, watching Toby's body shudder as he laughs, deeply and low with a menacing grin. His pupils constrict to the smallest of sizes. I had never seen his or anyone's eyes like this. Not even animals.
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[A/N: ignore the goggles and flooring. He his not wearing his face gear and he is of course in your room. Improvise a little.. heh heh..]
His hatchet slowly raises in front of me, though his body and face remained extremely still. Only his arm moved as the blade draws closer to my face, hovering over my right eye. Screams drown out behind the cloth jammed between my teeth but still managed to seep out and irritate everyone's ears. "Just kill her already Toby! Slender is waiting for you to give you praise!" As soon as those lies left that murders cut lips. I instantly shake my head side to side vigorously to disagree. My eyes weeping as I shift my head towards the cut faced maniac before shaking my head again. Trying my best to signal to Toby. I continue to do so until the blade lowers from my eye and the gag is ripped from my mouth by Toby. Causing me to gasp for as much air as I could before I take my chance to speak. "To-Toby! Don't listen.. don't listen to him! He's, he's a liar, it's not tr-" "Enough! Toby kill it now! Do it or I will! KILL-!" "Toby, who, whoever Slender is. He's, he's not going to praise you. I heard.. I heard his voice.. Slender will kill you, even if I die. You die too!" I mange to burst out the truth between pants and gasp. But. I did not receive the response I was expecting. I was hoping that Toby would come to his senses and spare me. Killing these assholes surrounding us. But instead. He just snarled angrily, forcing the gag back inside my mouth, pushing my face away as he finishes. I scream at him from behind the gag. Trying to plead. But his growl and furious stare overpowers. "That's it Toby. Don't let that bitch distract you. Soon this all be over and you'll forget all about her."
Ticci Toby's POV Forcing the gag back into my fathers mouth to shut him up. I grew angrier and angrier. All I could think about was what he did to my mother and me. How he didn't care my sister died. He had to pay. Pay, pay, pay. He needed to be punished. "That's it Toby. Don't let that bitch distract you. Soon this all be over and you'll forget all about her." Suddenly, all goes black as my mind flashes back to my torture given to me by Painter. Something Jeff said triggered a memory of what BP had said. ~**~ "Well we're not here to make her forget you, are we. We're here to make you forget her." "W-What?.." "Ahh now you're interested!-" "What do you m-mean, make me forget h-her?!" "Let's just skip to the fun part shall we!" ~**~ My vision turns bright and blurry as I snap back to the now. My shaking father figure in front of me slowly fades away, like someone blowing on a pile of dust, watching as it disperses. Leaving behind a fearful [Name], tears streaming down her eyes and dribbling down her chin as the gag causing her mouth to be locked open. Fuck.. what am I doing?!
