When you landed again You Landed in the kitchen. Toby stood next to his fathers beaten and bloody body holding one of the kitchen knives tightly in his bandaged hands. He glanced around the room like he didn't understand what was happening. His moms scream seems to break him of his confusion.
Toby flinched as his mother screamed, sobbed, and threw herself to her husbands body. Toby dropped the knife, his eyes widened, and he ran to the garage.
You followed him quickly being extra careful not to bump into anything and miss out on the show.
When Toby got to the garage he searched around in a panic and found his Fathers two hatches and grabbed them sticking them in his pocket before stopping and staring at the large tub of gasoline by the car. Toby shook his head and opened the garage before running out and to your house which was a few houses down the road.
He ran up to the door knowing that at this time both of your parents would be at work and that you would be alone. He rang the doorknob and noticed that he left a bloodstain on the small button, he tried to wipe the blood off on his pants before you got out but you opened the door.
Seeing yourself in this situation caused a uproar in yourself, it felt like watching a video or recording but you remember the fear that you felt when faced with Toby covered in blood fear written across his face- the only emotion he has shown since seeing his therapist.
Toby's hand shook as he grabbed your hands in his bandaged ones and begged you to help him, to come with him. You had shaken your head and pulled your hands away staring at the blood that dirtied his clothes, you remember feeling so angry that he looked for help after he finally snapped.
But most of all you had felt so scared that he would kill you.
You had shut the door in his face and began sobbing. Toby stood outside your door stiff, he then began to back away from the door still staring at it before looking around when he heard the distant sound of police sirens and quickly ran back to his garage.
When Toby got back to his garage his mother stood there, she cried out questions to him that passed through his brain in a buzz. Toby ignored his mother before grabbing a lighter his father left lying around and grabbing the large tub of gasoline. His mother tried to intervene by holding Toby's arm and screaming. Toby shrugged her off yelling that she was never his mother, that she never cared, what kind of mother would let anyone abuse their children?
Mrs. Rodgers fell to the ground crying and sobbing and screaming apologies, Toby shook his head re grabbing the Gasoline and muttered that it was too late.
Toby began running down the street and into the forest that you had entered. The grass had been soft at that point before he burned it. Toby began pouring the gasoline in a long line hoping that it would hold off the police allowing him to run away. He grabbed the lighter in his pocket, lit it, and threw it into the grass.
The grass took flame and the flame took to the sky unnaturally high. The fire burned in front of Toby's face and he backed away, but behind him was that man in the suit. The sirens were soft behind the roaring of the supernatural flame behind him, the red and blue lights of their cars were barely visible through the fire.
Toby bumped into the man and the forest erupted in static and. Toby yelled at held his head.
When suddenly the world turned into the grey room again.
The land stretched in front of you endlessly and you fell to your knees holding clock works old sweater against yourself. You reached into the pocket and pulled out the knife and a note.
The same note Toby gave you when you fell into the hallways.
" don't stop walking "