I land on the floor. I walk over to where he was.

"What is it?" I ask. 

"It's a-a-a corpse." Hiccup said. 

I feel something down here. I feel an old raspy breath. 

"A corpse? Hah. I've still alive." I hear a raspy voice.

"Ellador, Oracle of Midway. Thought you'd be long dead." I say.

"I am him." He breathed. 

I imagine that his eyes were milky white, and his skin was gray and riddled with holes. I hear Hiccup move behind me. I hear him shiver.

"You are the man who fights dragon riders, and yet you are afraid of a talking corpse?" I ask.

"I've just never really seen one before."

We hear a rumble and screams. 

"The Dragon of Storm has been awakened." Ellador said. 

"How do we stop him?" I ask.

"Hmmm. The scarlet flower shall rise once more." He said. 

"I take it he's pointing at me." I say to Hiccup.

"Yep, he is."

"Come boy, let me see you in the light." Ellador said. 

I nod. I walk over to him. He touches my burned arm. His skin was cold yet smooth. He feels the stab wound. He feels my face. 

"Strong good. Yes. You are ready to take the one which he fears." He said. 

I hear him take out something from his own chest. He handed it to me. It felt like a small red flower. 

"Eat it and rise." He said.

I nod. I eat it. I feel something surround me. A red flower, I assume. It started enwrapping me with its petals. I hear Ellador fade into dust.