My name is Toby Rodgers. I have Tourettes, Insomnia and CIPA (congenital insensitivity to pain anhidrosis) I guess i'm lucky to be alive. But sometimes the voices in my head make me decide that i'd rather be dead.


3. Toby

A strong beam of light pierces the darkness in the living room in which I slept.

"Good morning Toby..." Hoodie nods at me as Masky opens the curtains wide.

"Maaaaaaaaaaaasssssssskkkkyyyyyyyyyyyy!" I yell tiredly, I only had an hours sleep.

"And that is payback, my friend."

I yawn and roll over, "I hate you Masky." I state,

He laughs and throws my goggles and mouth guard into my lap.

"We have a serious thing to discuss Toby. Open your ears okay?"

I sigh, "I'm listening."

Masky sits down next to hoodie and I reluctantly as I put in my mouth guard and goggles.

"Slendy says we have to blend in..." Masky says quickly,

"So...?" I say irritably,

"So, we have to go to school."

My eyes open wide at this, "HELL NO!" I yell, suddenly awake.


Hoodie places a hand on my shoulder, "Please?" He asks gently,

"B-but my tourettes..." I whimper, my stutter noticeable now.

"We'll warn people in advance." Masky states, "Liu's coming too."

"Liu?" I question,

"Liu is Jeff's brother..."

"WHAAAAAAAAT? I thought he was dead..."

"No. He was bought back." 

"Does going to school involve being normal?"

"Yes. Toby. Yes it does."

I scowl without hesitation.

But there is no going back.

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