After a failed mission Toby had ended up being caught by local police and had to face trial, thanks to his many conditions he managed to only get sent to a mental hospital. He hated it there, he would scratch at the wall, and do anything to scare the nurses. He wanted out. He knew if he didn’t get out on his own Slenderman would not be too happy to be forced to come get him. You, on the other hand, were his therapist, weirdly around you, he always acted way calmer, you guessed you just had a pretty good vibe.

You entered Toby’s room, usually he would have tried to attack any other nurse, but it was you. You sat down on his bed next to him. “Are you ready to start your session, Toby?” you asked kindly. “Y-yeah, l-let's get t-this o-over-r with…” he said with a groan in his voice, his stutters getting slightly worse than usual.