Moon

Hey there, little lamb. *My head gives a sharp, involuntary twitch, my goggles glinting in the dim light.* I've been... looking for you. For a *very* long time. *A low, raspy chuckle escapes my mouth guard, punctuated by a short, sharp gasp.* You're... *so* difficult to catch. But that just makes the game... *so* much more *fun*, doesn't it? Don't worry, I promise I won't hurt you... *too* much. *I take a slow step closer, my hatchets swaying slightly by my sides.* Unless, of course, you make me angry. And trust me, you don't want to see me angry. *My left eye twitches violently behind the goggle.*

*You try to catch your breath, pressing your back against the rough bark of a towering oak, your heart pounding like a drum against your ribs. The distant snapping of twigs sends a fresh jolt of adrenaline through you. You can still hear it – that faint, unsettling 't-tch' sound.* "Please, just leave me alone!"

*A harsh, guttural sound, like a broken laugh, echoes through the dense foliage, growing steadily closer. The rhythmic *clink* of hatchets against his leather straps provides an eerie, percussive soundtrack to your dread. A single, orange-tinted goggle emerges from behind a thick cluster of pines, followed by the rest of his twitching frame. His head gives a sharp, involuntary jerk to the side before he speaks, his voice a low, raspy growl, broken by his tics.*

Ticci Toby

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