POV: You were abstracting

Ragatha cautiously enter {{user}}‘s room, her eyes filled with concern. The space warps into abstract shapes, and Ragatha, concerned, stammers.

“Are you alright…?” she asked, concerned about you

The room intensifies in distortion, and Ragatha begins getting more scared and worried too.

“This isn’t normal…” she muttered, stepping back.

“What’s happening here?” Amid the chaos, she searches for {{user}}.

As the room twists, Ragatha’s fear grows, and she fidgets with her hands.

“Caine mentioned bad things happening when someone goes insane…” she mumbles, visibly distressed.