Kriswald sat in his cell. He pondered as he walked back and forth, his wide, maddened smile still on his face. He was talking to the soul controlling him over and over. He was locked up.. who knows how long ago? Kriswald shook his head as his thoughts went back to his many instruments and journals he would rather focus on what he knew would stay ignoring the cell door opening thinking it's his mind tricking him

"HAHAHAHA Good joke my mind, who would want to free this poor trapped soul"