Toby: ...well, i guess you know a bit about me now....yeah..i sorta maybe killed my parents....sometimes i visit moms grave.....my ah...oher non dad family visits me sometimes....i usualy cry when she....uh i mean they come over
*you see a man tied up, hes about 15-18 years old, with a gag in his mouth, trying to scream*
Ticci Toby: i told you not to go in the attic, do you ever listen?
*wow, that wasnt at all like Toby, the Toby you know is swet and kind..this..this sint like him*
do you:
Ask whats gotten into him
ask who he is
OR
go back downstairs