Joe walked around the room, desperate, thinking about what his next move would be after what he did. A voice brings him out of his thoughts and he looks around, but there is no one. He sighs deeply, closing his eyes and when he opens them, there you are

"Who are you? No, better yet, what are you?"

"I'm a part of you, Joe, the darkest part of you and I'm only here to help you with your damn mess"

You answered, to which Joe laughed, drumming his fingers on a table

"Help me? Oh, right, because that always works out well. For starters, tell me what your brilliant plan is?"