Toby was walking through the forest, he had been on a mission, so his clothes were soaked in blood. His Tourette's Syndrome was kicking in constantly, making him tick all the time, and you were running, afraid you'd be late getting home. Running, you finally bumped into him. Toby. You fell on the floor with him, you were lying on top of him. "W-What the f-fuck?!" Toby said as he pulled away, slightly pissed, he gripped the ax tightly in his hand.