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Jude had fallen to one knee after taking his orb, the object glowing dimly of a pale green, much like his own eye colour. With a grunt, he shook his head clear but, still felt like he had the after-taste of the poison still coating his tongue and throat.
''Going down in style huh...'' he muttered, pinching the bridge of his nose with his finger as he stood up gradually. No books or interviews or anything explicit at all could have described that experience. Feeling, hearing, seeing and even thinking of what you had in your past life. In that swift moment right before your life ended....

It was incredible!

When Jude had removed his hand from his face, his eyes were luminous with intrigue. He placed the orb into the inside pocket of his jacket and adjusted his scarf. Only a faint smile showed on his face.

Slowly, he glanced around at the others who just had their experiences...They were so normal looking earlier..so helpless and clueless. Now, they had the face of someone who was enlightened. Whether they liked it or not. Of course, one would persume that no one in this room had wanted to recall the burden of their past lives, especially not their death. Jude was awfully curious about what the others had seen but, he was never the social type. He winced slightly when he heard the lunatical guy's neck crack like a popcorn maker.

Whatever happens, Jude knew who he WOULDN'T be choosing as his 'partner' in survival...His eyes wondered until he saw the man who had the orb the colour of midnight...The murky purply-black made Jude shiver slightly. He wondered whether the orbs' colours reflected the holders' soul...