StrangeMan body laid there on the ground, motionless and silent. The torture seemed to much for the smiling hooded man...
Behind a nearby building, the familiar silhoutte gazed upon StrangeMan's tatered body.
"I wonder...is he really dead?" The person thought to itself.
"...I doubt it...that voice...the way he talked before that man beat him to a pulp..could it be..his back?"
Suddenly, StrangeMan's body twitched. His head was raised slowly, at first, he had an emotionless face, but that changed quickly. StrangeMan had a sadistic looking grin, one with curved sides. His eyes widened, and glew a orange hue. On his left eye, emerged a yellow iris with a red pupil.
"...gooood mooorniiiiing..." StrangeMan vocie was high-pitched and childish. His sinister aura bursted out from his entire body. However, this aura was not seen by most, it could only be seen by those with a high spiritual sence.
As his body twitched, his wounds began to heal. While this happened, Hajime heard the wails and mourns of a thousand tortured souls.
Back at the WDS...
"Clockston!!" Sack shouted, tears flowed from all her eyes. Happy to see him after being seperated for so long, she ran to him and huged him as hard as she could, smothering her face in his jacket.
"Ah, there you are Sack. tick-tock. You haven't been hurt have you?" Clockston asked her. Sack responded by shaking her head, while still keeping her face in his jacket.
"Ah good...so...how did you get here?" He asked Sack. She then pointed at Blackhook, who pinned Afro to the ground.
"...Ah, the wind charmer...I should have a chat with him...later. He seems to be quite busy. tick-tock. And we wouldn't want to interrupt them now, do we. tick-tock" Clockston then took a hot tea kettle, and two small tea cups.
"Tea?...tick-tock." Clockston offered Sack. She just shook her head, as she kept on holding on to him.