A grin came across Toby's scarred face, though it was unseen for his face was covered by his mask. He took his hatchets from off his hips and twirled them skillfully in his hands as he slowly walked over to the two costumers who were too busy staring at Clockwork in complete confusion. The costumers let out screams of terror when Clockwork pounced on the clerk, but their attention was quickly pulled to Toby after he wacked one of them, a young man who looked to be in his twenties, in the side of the head with the blunt side of his hatchet. As the man went down the other costumer, a young woman who looked about the same age of the man, screamed and tried to run for the exit. Sadly though she failed do to Toby's hatchet being thrown and getting lodged into the back of her head. The man stirred and opened his eye only to be met with Toby looking down at him. "Why are you doing this..." The man choked out. Toby simply shrugged. "I just wanted t-to drink my s-soda." He said before he brought down his steel plated boot down on the mans face. There was a gut wrenching crunching sound that rang through out the whole store before the man's body went limp.