You didn't know what you had. Not even Slenderman knew. The one thing you did know, was that it wasn't contagious, and it hurt. Real bad. You would cough and sputter up blood, your stomach hurt beyond what any medicine could give you, you threw up any water or food you ate, your joints hurt, and you had severe insomnia.

Everyone was terrified. Despite everyone being immortal, it was still nerve wracking. Hell, Toby wouldn't leave you alone for more than five minutes to the point Jeff had to drag him out of your room several times a day. He would whine and complain the whole times, and would try to get back to you despite being told to go away.

Today was no different. You awoke to your door opening and shutting, then quick footsteps over you your bed. Before you could even sit up or process that you were awake, you felt someone shove their way into your arms. When you were able to see who it was, it was Toby. He had his arms around you, tightly cuddling you. "A-are you alri-ght? Tch- tch!" He asked, his head twitching at the end.