Thomas was making some good progress with the Nebuglyph Alphabet book.
 It was night time and the surroundings were quite, some quietness he wasn't used to back on Earth. 
 The short, plump lady had come back to light up the large candles in the room and tend to his needs.
 It was a very awkward encounter .
 He couldn't afford to communicate in Nebuglyph. He hadn't mastered it yet and she would find out that something was amiss. 
 " For the time being ,I am only able to pronounce small words and construct some small phrases ,with a few errors of course". 
 He started using sign languages which the Plump lady had a hard time understanding him ,until Thomas or Edgar as she called him made a gesture for a pen.
 " What is this?" Thomas mumbled under his breath as the lady brought the "pen".
 It wasn't the kind of pen he was used to.
 This was different, it was a long,thin feather with hollow shaft. 
 " Oh wait, I recognise this thing , it was in one of Shakespeare's movies . It's a quill !" Thomas thought to himself as he dipped it in ink.
 " Dammit, this body is too weak. Even sitting up to write is a struggle "
 He wrote what he wanted on the paper and told the plump lady to do same. 
  << I'm sorry Edgar, i didn't know you were feeling intense pain in your throat and ears,may the gods heal you>>
 The Plump lady broke into tears as she read the first sentence Thomas wrote. 
 " She fell for my lies, they sure love this body don't they. " Thomas grinned inwardly. 
 The conversation didn't last long. Thomas wrote to her that he was very tired and in need of rest .
 The Plump lady kissed him on the forehead and left .
 " Wheww" Thomas heaved a sigh of relief immediately the lady got out.
 " Why did she call me Edgar? "
 " Oh wait" a mental forehead smack followed. 
 " I'm such a fool. The previous owner of this body's name was Edgar. Such a nice name."
 He interrupted his train of thoughts and picked up the Alphabet book once again. 
 For some unknown reason, he was able to learn much better and faster .
 " I don't know why and how but I'm really doing this and doing it at a good rate. In about five (5) days time I should be able to recite a complex poem in this language "
 " The owner of this body must have been quite the genius. Learning something new hasn't been this great and I'm doing better than when I had won the Bronze trophy in LearnLigo ". 
 He said as he went into a state of reminiscence.
 He started recalling fond memories back on Earth.
 Moments and memories he had shared with his few friends and family. 
 It was short and most of them were very painful. 
 Tears streaked down his cheeks as all these memories poured in.
 " Nostalgia . I wish I had spent more time with Ben and ...Father,instead I had got caught up into that infernal organisation and...and they framed me and killed me like a dog after everything I had done for them"
 " I hope Ben is safe and I hope he doesn't follow in my footsteps " He mumbled the last part with a lip bite that drew some drops of blood. 
 Regret, anger and despair were running wild in him.
 Three deadly and lethal emotions that could drive even a carefree and happy man to commit suicide.
 He was feeling it ,and he was feeling it in abundance. He grieved for quite a long time until his eyelids became heavy and he fell into sleep.
 It was dark and quite. Not very dark though,it had a little blue hue to it.
 " Where am I?" Thomas asked himself. 
 He was in his ethereal form and was surrounded by a big and strange circluar barrier.
 " Did I die again? Am I being transported to another realm? "
 " What the heck is happening here?" He looked around in confusion.
 The silence was driving him mad.
 " Arghhh, am I in some spiritual prison or something " He kicked the barrier in frustration but he ended up hurting his ethereal form. 
 " Ahhh ,what's this thing made of?" He groaned in pain. 
 << Oh ,you're awake >> .
 He heard a voice behind him and turned around. 
 " What the Sam Hill is going on here ?" Thomas asked to no one in particular as he looked at the new figure. 
 It was a strange , translucent blue body surrounding by a small bright halo and there was some strange mist leaking out of the body.
 " Who are You?"
 The figure didn't reply. 
 " Hmm, I'm I my ethereal form and he's also in his ethereal form ,that means he might know that I'm not from this realm or something. "
 " Wait, he spoke Nebuglyph. That means he can't understand my English "
 " What you want?" Thomas asked in his broken Nebuglyph. 
 << I can see you are making good progress with the language, i expected this because I have genius genes in me. I am the smartest person in the whole town after all>> The Figure said with pride in his voice.
 Thomas couldn't quite make out everything he said.
 << I am Edgar,the original owner of this body>>
 Thomas understood this sentence perfectly and he replied with a smirk.
 << Why are you laughing ?>> 
 " Why am laugh? I'm not laugh" Thomas replied. 
 Edgar laughed this time.
 " You laugh" Thomas said.
 << I'm already gone>> Edgar pointed to his ethereal body. There were cracks all over him and the strange misty substance was leaking in huge amounts out of him.
 " Gone to where?"
 << Going, dying. I'm fading. The disease killed me and I don't know know how you got into my body >> Edgar said.
 " You fade,I come...because of that?" Thomas asked in confusion. 
 << No,It's because of the Red Marrow disease. Anyways it doesn't matter. I'm dying and I want you to promise me one thing >> .
  Edgar said as he arduosly stretched his fading ethereal arm.
 " Me ...promise to you?" Thomas asked again. 
 << Yes >>
 " Okay. "
 << I want you to protect and take good care of my family as well as...Martha. I couldn't live long to marry her and have kids with her>> Edgar smiled sadly.
 << I couldn't live long enough to buy my parents a beautiful mansion in the City>>
 << Please,protect them for me ,please >> .
 Edgar's ethereal body started tearing apart immediately. 
 The strange misty substance was coming out in gushes. 
 << Please...promise to protect them and help them>>
 << Answer me ...please>> The fading body pleaded in pain.
 Thomas stood there in complete silence. 
 " What a strong will. Even in this form he's still thinking about his loved ones" .
 << Please...please>>
 " I promise" Thomas answered. He could see Ben and Father in the dying and fading ethereal body. 
 " I'll protect them" He mumbled to himself. 
 << Thank you>> The ethereal body managed to mutter before crumbling completely leaving no trace. 
 " Who is Martha and who were his Family ?" Thomas pondered. 
 " I'll guess I'll have to find it out myself " He shrugged. 
 " Now do I get out from here?" 
 " Crap! I should have asked him"
 He walked over to the barrier and tried to kick it but he had passed through it and was now staring at an Alphabet book lying on his chest.
 And he wasn't in his ethereal form.