It was cold and rainy out, you were walking in the woods… the grass was moist and muddy… the sky was black with white tiny stars in them you could barely see because the tall trees were covering them…

Toby was behind the trees, watching as you walked… He smiled creepily as he carried his hatchet… he was sneaking, planning to kill you…

“W-Well… W-… twitches… well well… w-what d-…do we have here…?” he chuckled…