A quizzical look passed over Reynar, but he hesitantly took the bizarre item in the man's hand. He looked at the item; it's ancient appearance and strange runic markings only helped in making Rey more confused and untrusting of the man. However, this man had answers, and that spurred Reynar to following almost without hesitation.

He couldn't stop the questions from crashing through his mind, recklessly breaking down anything he believed to know. Anything that he thought life was, this place was not, and in that it truly seemed fitting as the world of death. All he could do is get swept up in it, and it made him feel weak, helpless. This man, though, whistled away, carelessly. As Reynar followed, he couldn't help but get the feeling that this was just the beginning. At that thought his heart sank.

"I'd rather just not exist," he said under his breath. The only glimpse of light to break the dark world that gripped him was the possibility of her.

"Where are we going?"