Unknown locale.
Blake walked into a towering Gothic building along the cobblestone alley.
The building was empty, devoid of decorations and furniture, with bare gray walls and a huge eye painted on the high vaulted ceiling.
Surveying the space from a lofty perspective.
"Is that you, Blake?"
A voice sounded by his ear.
Blake stopped in his tracks.
"Teacher..."
"The trouble in Rivervalley Town should have been caused by the Voodoo Association. Cassandra's intentions are clear, and furthermore..."
"She seems to have uncovered a bit of our secrets."
"There are always many clever people in this world."
The voice chuckled lightly.
"Of course, they also die very quickly."
"Should we agree to her terms?"
Blake inquired.
"Why not?"
"But..." Blake hesitated.
"Times have changed," the voice answered.
"Accept her offer."
"I am very much looking forward to meeting her."
"Once Cassandra comes in, root out the Voodoo Forces outside."
"They no longer have any reason to exist."
