(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

"What do you mean when you say 'unlock the key?'"
"A-knowing the key is NOT enough, so Ravel thinks. Knowing it and
unlocking it, two tasks that must be joined... for at times, a thing knows not
its nature... but you are no stranger to that..." Ravel cackles, a long, hideous
cry that fills my ears with pain...
"Farewell, Ravel..." I murmur. I feel sick trapped in this meat puppet. Deep
down my soul screams to feel again, to breathe and shift and move and
taste.
"Return - I will give what help I can..." Ravel gives a final smile, a horrible,
yellow fanged grin; a blackish tongue darts from her lips and lingers at the
edge, teasing. "But in the end, only the one question remains..."
"What do you mean, Ravel?"
"Only one question, this I ask..." Ravel's eyes blaze like fires, the red light
turning her face blood-red. "What can change the nature of a man?"
At the question, a tremor passes through, like thunder, and I feel myself
burn...
My vision cleared, until I was standing once again before the hideously
green stone... it looked different than before, more... horrid, somehow.
Immediately I moved my limbs, flicked my tongue over my teeth and reveled
in the fact that I was whole. I've been dismembered so many times before
that it should've seemed like a second job, but the stark terror of being in
Ravel's clutches so still sent a shiver of dread through me.
"It was one of those stones again, wasn't it, chief?"
I nodded, "I know what to do now. I know how to find Ravel Puzzlewell."
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