Do The Things That Crawl In The Dark Know How We're Harmed?(Ticci Toby

by Dontsacraficetherabbit

She had assumed her son was dead, if not burned away in the fire, then rotting somewhere in the woods, his body waiting to be discovered in a few months, or years, signalling the end of the family she had started, and failed to protect. That was before she found him, alive and in her home, seemingly waiting for her.

1. Chapter 1

Connie Rogers pulled in to her sisters driveway, the weeks grocories sitting behind her in the backseat of the very car that had driven her son home from the hospital, four months ago, her son who had sustained sevare injuries which he could never feel, in the same crash that had taken the life of his sister, a wound that could be felt by them all.

Getting out of the driver's seat, she walked to the car's back door, to retrieve the groceries to carry to the house, thinking of the events that had lead her here in the first place as she did so. She hadn't been that worried when Toby had locked himself away, after Lyra's death, she herself wanted to do the same, only prevented from it by the need to care for her remaining family.

It wasn't until after she caught him, chewing the flesh from his fingers, that she started to worry. He knew better, didn't he?

In the following weeks, she hardly let him out of her sight, leaving him alone only to sleep, this was when she began to realize that their might be something more to his behavior then simple mourning. He seemed empty, somehow, and would ramble about things that only he could see, or hear, even moving to Lyra's old room, so "the ghost wouldn't watch him", as he said, he would forget what he was doing, and go off on nonsensical tangents.

This greatly worried her, and eventuallly, after far to long, in hindsight, she brought him to a counsuler. He wa determind to be suffering from psychosis, a docters apointment was schedualled, to check for physical causes, an apointment that was never met, as that was the night Toby killed his father.

She could never forget being awoken by a noise, and then, upon going to investigate, finding her one remaining child, standing over her ex husbands corpse, and covered in blood. George hadn't been the best person, and he hadn't gotten along with Toby since his son's transition, but... Toby was not someone she would have expected to snap like this. In shock, she had rushed to George's side, only to find him too far gone to save. She called the police at this point. They never found any sign of her son.

Everyone assumed he was dead until a couple weeks later, when the murdered bodies of four kids where found, with evidance pointing to her son. She wasn't sure what to believe.

Opening the the front door of her sister's house, she set the bags on the table, before walking over to the living room, she had intended to sit down for a moment, to collect her thoughts , but the moment she entured the room, she was met with a familiar face hunched on the couch.

Toby Erin Rogers turned to face her. "HI mo-mom".