[Funkduder]

Michael had gotten tired, by the time he gained sight of anyone in the group. At his gladness gave him reason to run, empowered by the fresh air, but soon this had to end and he walked. He never remembered the exact way that he came in so he took a different path, one which led him to a field of crosses, and Feenai and Kasdeja.
They were staring at a body, which moved as though it were human. Intriguing. Audaciously civilized he thought as he saw the thing released from the bonds. Now what do they need him for? He wondered, as he approached. His hands stuck to his pockets, in case he decided to use the gun, and he contacted Feenai, doing his best to block out Kasdeja.
"So who is the other guy? Surely you aren't cutting up Dybuk to watch them suffer.