Laz wasn't sure what to make of this. After all, Onacona had been communicating with the spirits all his life and now he seemed worried. Had Laz heard about this first, he would have asked the old man for his advice. He never would have thought it would go the other way around.
"I don't know what to say... I mean, you know more about this than I do..."
"I know, young man, I know. I just... It's been many years since I took up this position in the community and except for the time they asked me to come find you, they have shown almost no interest in our world. After Kamama told me about it, I tried reaching them, but they're silent. It's never been like this before. They normally go about doing what they do, whatever that is and I am able to hear bits and pieces of thoughts. It's not much, not even words. It's more like feeling feelings that don't belong to you. And yet now, there is nothing."
"Uh... I..." Laz was still at a loss as to what the old man wanted from him.
