This new life, what can I say, was neither hot nor cold for him...yet it was still better than the old life. Since Slenderman had 'saved' him, everything had improved a little, even just being in company, in this case that of the other proxies

Toby was looking out the window of what was now the house where he lived with the others, he was smoking, something he had started when he was there; he heard footsteps and turned, with his usual cold look, and then noticed you