[Arsis_von_Neaera]

The still expressionless face of the man on the cross burst into life, "AH! What is this?! Who the hell is that?!" His eyes were caked shut with soot, ash, and tears. His head jerked in an odd fashion. His mouth tore open and his lifeless body writhed in agony against his torturous condition. Pain raged through his consciousness, tearing open the psychic connection between him and the young woman before him. For a split second, all of his thoughts and memories passed from him to her. His psyche accidentally torn open, the young psychic was flooded with the memories and emotions of the old wanderer. A torrent of confusion took hold of him, but just as suddenly as his mind was opened, it was wrenched shut, his conscious mind taking back control.

Ignoring his physical plight, his eyes popped open. He looked down at the young psychic, wondering as to her condition, "Oh dear, are you alright, young lady?"