[color=92278f]"I once was told of a saying in the distant past. That one's politics made for strange bedfellows. The same could be applied to this situation holder of death. I myself see the card 'The Joker' as a fitting title though I do not hold the card. The Wild Card some would call it. I would prefer to see it not as a wielder of infinite possibilities. I see myself more as a story teller. In truth I am not the wild card though there is such a card out there. What happened too it is for your to find out. As for names though I have no name. Some call me a Ring Master at this carnival of mine. Others see me as the aforementioned Joker. I have found the thing called a scarecrow an apt name for one such as I."[/color] Joker stated as he suddenly reached down into his pockets and pulled out three keys. Each other them glowed a faint blue and were colored blue as well. They seemed to meld in and out of different colors however and he put a key in front of each of them. [color=92278f]"Now it is time for you to wake up. The sun shines, the morning roars, and the sky shivers into a blue vast sky. If you should ever feel the need for me then you simply need to find the doors of fate and insert these keys into the locks. They won't work on ordinary doors. Only those whose entrances lead into a different world. Tomorrow you may seek out the shadows of your world. Or not. Fate is in your own hands. Perhaps you would seek out each other. The boy outside will stay here until he makes his choice. You need simply put the keys in your pocket and close your eyes. You'll wake up back where you were before you came to this place. And the keys will be there where you left them as well."[/color]