"Ah, yes.. Great-grand-son.. I have been watching you."
The voice rang out into the stands, but it seemed as if only Fiske could hear it. And how could he ever forget that sound? The voice, at first listen, was simply a deep, scratchy voice, something far more ancient than anything Fiske knew... But listening deeper, Fiske knew there was something.. Different about the voice. Something... Chaotic.
"W-who's there!?"
"COME FORTH, MY SON!" the voice echoed.
And suddenly, Fiske found himself screaming, but nobody heard him as he was absorbed into a portal of chaos.
