Adrien Marozi: So you know James?

Kore: You don’t remember me? I once tried to buy a ride off the island from you. We got off on the wrong foot.

Kore: I’d like to try again.

Narration(Kore): The voice of the crowd is deep, resonant, and happy.

Narration(Kore): He’s watching from faraway, humming in the same sounds to shake the world tree at the roots.

Narration(Kore): On such a night…

Narration(Kore): …I almost don’t notice the evil morgue and malice that comes pouring out of the ground and creeping down the empty streets…