baby mine, don't you cry...

Laughter meets the declaration, cold and cruel above Rexanna's muffled cries. It is the sound of gnashing teeth, the sound of dead trees shaking in a fell wind. "Ruin? No, no Bastien, we do not want to ruin. We want to give you back your desires." Again the rustling against the walls. Again Rexanna's voice. "Please!-" Her voice becomes muffled again, replaced by that dead, dry tone. "We did not kill the Penumbra. Your door did. And now you have her body, but her soul? That stays with us. Forever and forever and forever and forever... unless, of course, you would like to trade? Your wife returned, for a price." LONGNIGHT