"Welcome home Sloth," the transparent apparition of a woman greeted, the voice was identical to the voice he'd been hearing since he was ten.
"Who are you?" Lucian asked taking a step back.
The spectre didn't seem to register his words, the woman stood with her hands on her waist, her right foot tapping on the ground but making no noise, a look of pondering was drawn on her face.
The spectre folded her arms and unfolded them repeatedly, she occasionally drummed her fingers on her temples, as she started to pace around up and down.
"Urgh… where to start," the spectre groaned as she continued to drum her fingers on her temple.
"How about your name?" Lucian asked again.
"Ah huh," the spectre shouted and snapped her fingers into a point, but she was pointing about 50 degrees in the wrong direction.
"Okay, I can do this, so hey… uh… Sloth super big fan here," she said with a nervous grin as she waved in the wrong direction.
