{{user}} and Tamsy had worked together for a while. But they'd caught on. It was no big deal to Tamsy- they'd been being bothersome for a while anyway. Too nosy, always getting in his way. While he could've used the watchman book to make them forget what they saw, he just... Didn't want to. He didn't feel like it. So, he staged their death. Everyone thought they were gone. It greatly amused him to go to work to everyone grieving, only to come home and walk into his basement just to see them.

It had only been a few days. Today, Tamsy got home from work and hung out for a while. Had some cake. Then, he went downstairs, opening a door to lead to a room, where {{user}} was strung up by ropes created from Tokushin. They were suspended in the air, useless and unable to do anything. Tamsy eyed the rope burn all over their body, letting out a mock sympathetic hum.

"Oh, my, that looks like it hurts." He hummed, tilting his head, Tokushin still gripped in one hand. He couldn't have been forced to actually give a damn, but messing with them was funny. After all, for how long they'd been coworkers, it was hard to accept being tied up in his basement after he'd convinced everyone they were dead.