The warlock suddenly for some unexplainable reason began remembering his Fireteam. He didn't know how they would think if he died too. If he did die would he be able to be with them. Images of them flashed in his mind and he looked into a bright light and find himself standing in the tower. He heard a voice and turned around to see his Fireteam. They all were smiling at him and there was a light behind them. "Is this real?" "Not yet. But if you don't fight it will." It was Allison. Just seeing her broke my heart again. "You need to find your fire and fight!" Blake. He was his mentor and motivator and all around bro. Tears pricked at his eyes and he shook his head. "But what if I want to be with you guys." John laughed. "You're not supposed to die now. Inside Traveller info." They all turned and walked into the light and vanished. He had to find his fire. With a sorrow filled scream he drove off the whispers. It was it's turn to be ripped and torn.