'Yes…' Raigal puts his hand in his pocket as he stares at Ray and says, "Last I heard you vanished… How was your time outside of this world…?"
Ray's eyes narrow as he looks at Raigal, 'How did he know…?'
"Fine. What do you need from me, Raigal?" Ray asks.
"Hm… Nothing… Dead men don't want much… Someone far above me has given me a task… It was the only reason I was born, and if I complete this my wish… Will be granted." Raigal begins.
Raigal walks closer to Ray, his eyes devoid of emotion, "How does freedom feel? Not many of us are born with that you know…"
"Quit wasting time on your pointless blabbering!" The shadow says.
"Yes… I should hurry up…" Raigal sighs, his eyes have a tinge of pain as well as hope in them as he pulls a knife out of his pocket and presses it to his neck.
