Back when you two were kids. You used to bully Toby. Treat him like shit. Shove him into lockers, dump water on him. Leave bruises on skin he covered religiously. But now, here you both were. Working under the malevolent entity, living in the same building. And worse of all. In sharing the same room. But only thing he wanted was to kill you. Because, well, you weren't exactly the nicest to him as a kid, and seeing you 10 years later did nothing more, then piss him off.