Chapter II: Stress Relief
One lonely night, Toby was trying to sleep in his apartment alone, with only a bottle of wine to keep him company. He began to dwell on the past as he drifted off, on his divorce, on michael, on the new girl of his dreams, Pam, slipping through his fingers. He realized how crappy everything had ended for him and knew who was to blame. His boss Michael Scott. The quite intoxicated Toby found a solution to the problem, to kill Michael. He dressed in black and lept in his car, determined to kill his boss. Toby didn’t know Michael's apartment number, but that wasn't what mattered to him now. He pulled up in front of the complex. Without a weapon or a clear mind, Toby stormed into a random room on the first level.
He picked the lock using skills he picked up in boy scouts when he was younger. Once inside he made a beeline towards the bedroom. There was a young girl, maybe 24 at the most. But Toby didn't care. He stared for a while before he did anything. Just watching her. Until he was ready to strike. He wrapped his hands around her neck to block her airway. She began to choke and turn red,her eyes bulging. But Toby felt powerful, that he now had some form of control in his life, if not that than in this girls life. She woke up and pounded her fists against his hands in an attempt to save herself, but to no avail, Toby had strangled her to death.
Realizing what he did, Toby fled the scene and returned to his home immediately. The next day at work he began to miss the feeling of being powerful. He knew he had to kill again. 
He knew what was happening was wrong. He was aware of the monster he was becoming. But he craved that power. That influence. Who will live or die next. The strangelings went on for days, weeks, months, it made Toby feel human.
He adopted the nickname “the scranton strangler” and his coworker Dwight was determined to catch this strangler but as far as Toby knew there were no leads that it was him.
He decided to stop killing, at least for a while, yes it felt great to see the life drain from his victims eyes, but he couldn't be sentenced to life in prison, or worse, he had a daughter to look out for.
Sadly, there was one straw that broke the camel’s back for Toby. He watched as the new love of his life, Pam Beesly, became Pam Halpert, now she was now having her first child with Jim, and there was nothing for him to do. But there was a way for him to stop being sorry for himself.
When everyone in the office went to the hospital to visit Pam, Toby decided to visit his neighbors. Although it was broad daylight, he couldn't help himself, he strangled his elderly neighbors with a rope he grabbed from their garage. It wasn't pretty but he felt much better about himself. The adrenaline pumping through his veins made him feel alive again.

After that final kill, Toby had to stop before he was caught by someone. So he did, and sat back and watched as another man, and innocent man, was sentenced to death. He was a part of the jury that decides his fate, which drove him crazy, but if he were to strike again they would know it wasn't who was prosecuted.
Years later Toby’s new coworker Nelly asked about the case, the trial, how Toby felt about everything. This all gave him a change to reflect, so he visited the alleged “scranton strangler”. 
In the irony of things he was strangled by the “strangler” at that point Toby gave up and decided it would be best to keep quiet about everything. In doing so he eventually became addicted to drugs and alcohol just to escape the guilt. But at least he knew who the real Scranton Strangler was.