I see the eye. The eye symbol on the captain and those monsters. I see the humans... worshiping the eye. No... not worshipping the eye, summoning it. They are summoning that plague. I see the eye move toward me. I jump. I try to find my spear. They... they brought this demon into the light. I see fire around the painting. My god... this is. Monstrous. This is violence beyond anything I have seen before. This is madness. I look around the painting. Why? Why did humans bring about the end of all things?

"It was a horrible mistake." A voice says.

I jump. I turn. I see a human breaking through the darkness. Naked and weak. It was skinnier than a stick. It looked old as his skin was wrinkled and he had gray fur running down his face. He had a cane. What is an old scruff doing here? I cannot defend myself. I'm bleeding out and I have no weapon. I draw back.

"I do not bear you harm." He says.

"Who are you?" I ask.

"It has been so long, trapped in here, I have forgotten." He says. 

"How long?" I ask.

"I do not remember." His handshakes.

"You did this. Why?" I ask.

"You have seen the eye?" He looks up at me.

"Yes." I nod. 

"Come with me." He says.