In the middle of the night. John was looking around through his scopes and he was hoping on seeing some activity that will alert them to some of the ghost kings' areas.
"I can't find anything here. It's almost like this ghost king doesn't exist or not even here right now. I must be missing something here."
"Maybe, you force it too much. You need to let it go. You seem so lost right now. You have always broken behind something. You seem to make your face so happy, but in reality, you are broken and lost. Behind all of this. You are nothing more, but lost to us and we are that is left in this world. Am I correct?"
"Yeah, a little bit. I still just lost at this point. I lost my family. Did I never tell you that?"
"No, John. You haven't told me that in a while."
