Camp Creepypasta {Ticci Toby x Reader} [BOOK 1]

Chapter. 13: "Caught & Arrested?!"

~ Time Skip ~

Finally, it was 2 AM.

I slowly got up from the couch and looked around before deciding it was time to go killing.

I put on my usual hoodie (which I luckily wasn't wearing when I got my shoulders destroyed, meaning it didn't have two huge rips in it) and ate some Frosted Flakes cereal I found in the guys cupboard, he didn't have waffles sadly. I took the dead guy's apartment keys an left down the stairs, I ran into some random blonde lady who looked at me strangely like I reminded her of someone. I brushed it off and left the apartment without looking back or giving it a second thought.

~ Random Lady's POV ~

It was 2 AM and I finished my late night grocery shopping. I was just finished grabbing all of my groceries from the car but when I was heading up the stairs, I suddenly ran into a guy going down the stairs. It was just a usual person and for a second I thought they were Cole Dorrins from floor 4 so I didn't think anything of it, but I realized it wasn't and that made me look back at him, my eyes widened as I looked at him, he looked exactly like that psychopath uhh.. I think his name was Toby? Yeah, Toby Rogers, who murdered his father like three years ago.. I still remember the day I read the news paper and got chills down my spine reading the horrible crimes he committed that night. I shook my head and realized I was being rude and crazy, it was probably Cole.. but deep down, I knew it wasn't. I rushed back to my apartment room and called 911,

I know a person when I see a person!

~ Toby's POV ~

I walked down the sidewalk and luckily there weren't many people outside and it was dark, meaning nobody would recognize me. I kept walking and eventually made it to a little convenience store/gas station type of thing, I might as well grab a few things. I stepped inside and looked around for a small tank of gasoline and some matches. I found them after a while of looking and used the dead guy's credit card to pay for it. I pulled my hood up and silently thanked the cashier whilst leaving the place. I walked and walked for what seemed like forever until I made it to a small, secluded and peaceful neighbourhood. There weren't any street lights here and everybody seemed to be asleep,

perfect, these kills will be easy.

I broke inside every house and killed everybody silently, slitting their throats before they could even wake up. Before I knew it, the neighbourhood was clear and everybody was dead, making me smile at my work.

Suddenly..

I heard police sirens.

What?! No! Nobody had enough time to call the police and everybody is already dead! How did this happen?!! I have to do something!

I grabbed the tank of gasoline, opened it, and then ran down the neighbourhood, spilling it all down the street, which gave me the biggest nostalgia I have ever had. Before I knew it, I saw the police cars down the road, they'd be here to arrest me in less then a minute and I was panicking. I grabbed the matches and frantically tried to light it, once I finally did, I stepped as far from the puddles of gasoline and threw the match down, in the matter of seconds, everything was up in flames.

I could see the silhouettes of police cars trying to get through the fire, but they failed miserably. Suddenly, one of them talked through what I think was like one of those megaphone things,

"Tobias Rogers, surrender now or the consequences will be much worse!" An officer called through the fire. I ignored them, and ran as fast as I could for the forest, but before I could make it, an officer managed to get through the flames and tackled me down. I was struggling to get up and I was panicking immensely knowing I might not ever escape if I get sent to prison.