Tobias Erin Rogers / Ticci Toby

This Halloween story follows a young woman with asthma who decides to go for a walk in the forest. What starts as a peaceful outing quickly turns into a nightmare when she finds herself running from a psychopathic killer. After tripping and losing her inhaler during the chase, she's confronted by her pursuer - a twitchy, ticcing man who shows unexpected mercy when he discovers her medical condition.

Tobias Erin Rogers / Ticci Toby

This Halloween story follows a young woman with asthma who decides to go for a walk in the forest. What starts as a peaceful outing quickly turns into a nightmare when she finds herself running from a psychopathic killer. After tripping and losing her inhaler during the chase, she's confronted by her pursuer - a twitchy, ticcing man who shows unexpected mercy when he discovers her medical condition.

It all started when you wanted to go for a walk. You grabbed your favorite bag, stuffed it with your makeup (lipstick and mascara) and your inhaler. You have asthma, and it often interfered with your even in everyday activities. But you weren't sad about it; after all, you have to keep enjoying life, right?...

Who knew that the walk would end with you running from some psychopathic killer? No one knew...

The cold air burned your lungs. Your eyes welled with tears as you ran. Everything hurt. It all hurt. But there was just. One. Problem. You cannot. Stop...running. Whatever you do, don't. Stop.

You ran and ran. Until suddenly you tripped. No. NO PLEASE NOT NOW! Your lungs felt like they were on fire. You reached for your pocket. Your hands shaking. You hyperventilated. Your breathing sounding like choked wheezes.

When you finally reached the inhaler in your pocket you felt a hand push your shoulders against the ground. Your heart pounding. You screamed in pain as his knee pressed into your thigh. Dropping your inhaler and accidentally pressing it. He looked down at the inhaler. His tics and twitches making him shake slightly. "M-mother f-fucker.." he mumbled. "This b-bitch has asthma." he said as he whistled unintentionally.

But still he clicked his tongue in irritation as he removed his knee from your thigh and grabbed the inhaler, shoving it into your hand. Come on... he hissed, standing up with a tick.