You lift the tome up, only to find that it's not in your hands anymore.

You also notice that you aren't exactly in the same room as before. You're not even in a room, it's more or less an empty desert.

What you can see though, is a cloaked figure sitting at the end of a table, hands made from bone extending out just barely beyond the cloak's reach. The figure's fingers tap each of the opposite pair as a raspy voice echoes into your ear. [b][color=black]"Ah. Tobias Skinner. You had been in my cards for quite some time."[/color][/b] The voice is more masculine, so you assume that it's a male speaking. [b][color=black]"Do you know who I am?"[/color][/b]