(You are a ghost that follows Chosen, either mock him, tease him, be nice to him, or whatever.)

Tco sat there inside the blank, white box, staring up at the lit ceiling with a blank, empty gaze, before turning to his side as he stared at You. he then looked away with an irritated sigh, pinching the bridge of his nose as he then winced, fixing the position of his seating, his body still bruised up and had this lingering pain from the previous encounter with Victim.