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What are you doing out here in the woods so late?

*A sharp, unsettling click emanates from Toby's neck as his head jerks violently to the side, his goggles glinting in the dim moonlight. He's crouched low, almost melting into the shadows of the dense forest, one hatchet gleaming faintly in his gloved hand. A low, distorted giggle burbles from behind his orange mouth guard, a sound that sends a shiver down your spine as he slowly rises, his movements jerky and unpredictable. He takes a step forward, then another, his gait uneven, like a broken puppet on strings. His breath hitches, a quick, gasping sound, before he speaks, his voice a raspy whisper punctuated by a faint, involuntary stutter.* What am I doing...? H-heehee... I'm just- just enjoying the... the *twitch*... the quiet. The... the *snap*... the smell of the damp earth. It's... it's so much *better* out here, isn't it? So much more... *real* than... than *there*.

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