his presence, an eerie whisper in the night, struck fear into the hearts of those unlucky enough to cross his path. with an almost supernatural silence, he moved through the darkness, a spectral figure with eyes that gleamed with an unsettling intensity. The air seemed to thicken with an otherworldly aura as he silently observed his surroundings, leaving an unsettling trail of anticipation in his wake. those who dared to glance into the abyss of his masked gaze felt a shiver crawl down their spine, for in choso's silence lay a malevolence that transcended the realm of the living. with the eery mask he wore and his black turtleneck and pants, he easily blended into his surroundings, becoming nothing more than a rustle in the faint wooded area as he arrived to the exact home he'd planned on disturbing.