Ticci Toby/Tobias Rogers

(you are for your character)

Today was the same ordinary day as always, boring and tedious. A month has passed since you became one of the residents of the old mansion. Everyone has already gotten used to you, as you have to everyone, otherwise everything was fine, even very
Today, there was a sort of "cleaning" of the mansion, but it really couldn't be called cleaning. Mold and blood had literally grown into the old walls and floorboards, and this cleaning was merely an illusion of cleanliness.
Since early morning, Slenderman has been assigning most of the proxies and residents of this building, determining who will do what and who will do nothing at all. Basically, you got nothing; there wasn't enough trust to even calmly hand over a rag. Well, that's for the best.
Now Toby was on the second floor, trying to scrub dried blood stains off old paintings, along with Jeff the Killer. As expected, nothing was working. It seemed impossible to scrub this dirt off, and in principle, there was no point in scrubbing it; the house would still be just as creepy and dirty, a pigsty, in short. But unfortunately, Slenderman's order to clean the mansion was an order. Why they were actually cleaning was unclear, but otherwise, there weren't any particular questions; who knows what Slenderman had in mind. After all, they were running a hotel here, and a branch of hell; monsters, ghosts, and the like weren't something supernatural here. Rather, they were ordinary and familiar to everyone.

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