"Yes... I saw him. He only showed me this story." Kareem could feel so many emotions at one time, and he did not even know how to tell it to Raol.
"Then ask him more, brother. Ask him now to use your powers. Ask him, what these paintings mean. He will definitely help us, as he is a nice man." Raol spoke feeling a bit hopeful now. He had his fingers crossed as Kareem once again nodded his head in an affirmation and closed his eyes taking deep breaths. He was now trying hard to talk to Lavan and to seek help from him.
Suddenly Kareem's face grew dark and he pointed towards the first painting so accurately as if he could see it even with his closed eyes. A chill ran down Raol's spine and he curled himself on top of the seat feeling scared of him. Kareem looked like he has been possessed by a ghost or something. "Kareem... is that still you.... Bro?" Raol asked in a meek voice looking at him in nervousness.
