When he steps though the image, into the very memory....it was night, late. While he could see the tower still in the distance, the more pressing matter wasn't something he could see...but...hear. Sobbing..pained breathing....it wasn't to far from where he stood, off to the right, down an alleyway.
"Why....why...she was pregnant..." He hears Rinack sobbing, but his voice isn't the raspy deep growl of the empire's bane..it was a youthful, whimpering. 
"I...I didn't mean to...She struck me, it was refl-" Said another voice, deeper, more aged.
"Shut it! I can read your mind...you struck her to put her in her place...you.....why...I explained why we were out this late....You're a monster." Rinack sobs.