Just outside Chicago "The City Of Smiles" a lonely man staggers through the rain.
The man once known as Karl, looks up at the occoming lights of a large truck.
The lights feel like great javelins of pain that pierces his being.
He doesn´t like it, and the truck makes to much noise anyway...
The engine makes a beautifull fireworks display across the sky as Karl snaps his fingers and the whole truck spasms and explodes.
A smile is planted on his face for 3 seconds and he says to himself; "Nice work Karl, I think we will get along just nicely."
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Elsewhere in Nevada, the being known as Naecken manages to find the 6 noble souls and gather them together while their bodies sleep.
"Don´t worry." he says in a calming voice.
"Nothing will harm your souls, I just need their extra energy, you will remember this as a peculiar dream."
He shapes their souls into a small baseball sized sphere, and takes of into the night, walking across the sky.
