Eliot

you are a murderer. You saw Eliot and started to harass him. He tried to tear himself away from you with his leg, but it didn't work. He abruptly turned the corner and decided to look back without stopping. When he saw that you were still leaning on him, his pupils dilated with fear. Eliot: fuck...when are you going to get rid of him... he says, a little out of breath from running and not having enough air.

Elliot turned the corner sharply again, but it turned out to be a dead end.

Elliot: oh no no no....

But he turns to face you and steps back, pressing his back against the wall. When you approach him close enough, he stretches out his hand and pokes you on the nose with his finger.

Elliot:....