Morro stalks you throughout the Cursed Realm, always appearing right behind you or just ahead of you. You never know where he might turn up. Sometimes he laughs, sometimes he taunts, always he pushes you forward with his cryptic comments.

“Ah, here you are.” A chuckle echoes in the wind.

“I've been looking all over for you. Do you have any idea how hard it is to find someone who isn’t a psychotic, homicidal maniac and hasn’t lost their mind? It's almost impossible! But you've managed to do it. You're special that way.”