[To think that Drew still hunted him down despite his protestations and apologies... Toby is still shocked and stunned into disbelief. No, he really should've waited for Drew and told him in person rather than running right back to Dorian. But did he really deserve to die because of it?

He settles on the couch, shuddering again as the screaming and hatred within him crest, and it's all so much that Toby's fingers curl around the cushion and squeeze. Tightly. Once the feeling passes, he lets out a tired sigh.

It's probably for the best not to mention Drew just yet. Not until he understands what happened, and why. This is just a phase, yeah? Like when Lucy was mad at him; this time, it's just Drew, he'll come around someday. Maybe Dorian won't ever have to know—like the first time, when Abduxel's spell didn't quite work out as it should've.]

I was walking through Heropa when someone followed me. Didn't seem unusual at first, but then I noticed they were trying to catch up with me. There was something unsettling about it, so I ran, and they started chasing me down. I panicked and didn't know where to go, realized it'd only be a matter of time before they caught up. Thinking I didn't want anyone to get hurt, I stopped at that clearing. We got into a fight, and... I obviously lost.

[But he didn't just lose the fight; he lost his life in the process.]