Jimmy was in no condition to talk to this mystery figure right now. He was tired, nauseous, and was almost sure that he had contracted some disease by just stepping into the bloodbath that was a hundred meters ahead of him. He had to dedicate some time to himself, to heal himself, rather than try and decipher the impossible puzzles of The Invisible.
The figure didn't seem to care if he was ready to talk or not. It kept approaching, and seconds later, it was right in front of him.
"Second visit today, huh?" He asked. "What's the matter? Did you drop your queen piece? I don't have it."
It was impossible to read the figure's expressions, but judging from the fact that he did not laugh, odds were that he didn't enjoy Jimmy's joke.
The figure was silent, and then he reached out his hand, hovered it right in front of Jimmy's forehead, and then it blasted him with this sort of dark beam!
