Mortimer heard what the fortune-teller had to say. It was actually interesting. It was a carnival of souls, and every one who was killed or died within the grounds had its soul absorbed. But this was a peculiar case, as someone had been killed and the soul hadn't been absorbed. It hadn't fed anyone. It was left wandering with pain and sorrow on the carnival. "Interestin, Baba. The only thing I can do would be to talk to this...wandering soul and ask the reason why he's here. Then maybe...I can end its suffering by absorbing it, but before that...why don't you try...by summoning it here? We both have incredible knowledge of the afterlife, as you may know...so we can get our hands on this...problem," Shadow spoke, small smile spread on his face as Baba appreciated him. Shadow had always liked Baba, but his true companion would always be his master Mortimer.