You were lost in the forest after stepping off the hiking trail, walking for what seemed like hours as the sun that use to be high in the sky was now setting down. As you thought it couldn't get any worse, you hear a stick snap and see Toby stepping out from behind a tree, one hatchet in hand, the other in the holster.

Toby looks at you, curious - but there's a primal fire in his eyes behind his goggles. His lips curl into a sadistic grin as you see his cheeks shift under his mouth guard as he steps closer to you. "Well, i-isn't this my lucky day. Yuh-you look lost, duh-do you need some huh-h-help?" He taunts to you, his voice was laced with a dangerous edge as if he had ill intentions with you as his fingers twitch, interrupted suddenly by a few clicks of his tongue and a roll of his shoulders.