In the illusion, the alternate version of the scene sat Martin listening while sitting on a tree stump.
Appearing as his old vampire self but wearing long dark robes and his white hat.
He sat leaning head head on his palms and looked confused at both the king and his subject.
"̢̀͡ He wasn't quite written into your mind though. If he was I would have found him and extracted him. He is elsewhere, saved on a cpu I suspect, and was broadcasting thought into your head like an illusion. I'm not sure how he bypassed your reinforced defenses but I don't believe that's relevant. What is relevant is the biggest question I could ask.
It's 'why?'...
What in the name of a thousand drowning children does this lunatic even want from us? Why is he so hellbent on getting our father? His motives is what I don't get. "̸̶̴͠

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Once filled up with medical machinery and liters of blood the hooded figures left the town in the van. 
A few kilometers outside the town they parked on a field in front of the old abandoned mine.
There they met up with several other groups of hooded silhouettes.
A few more vans full of medical gear, two construction machines, and two large coach buses full of humans bound, gagged and blindfolded.
"Drunmed vaungon gisamed gedmed pevaugisa vaumals" was whispered by many.
A tall man with white dreads and blue eyes stood on a large rock as he took inventory of the groups of hooded people that arrived.
The wide cloak was draped loosely around his shoulders, the pale moonlight highlighted his presence and all listened to him. 
"We have gathered here tonight to follow our dreams my children. Let us get to work."
People packed equipment or lead lines of imprisoned and set off down into the mine.