[b][i]"Talk? Not exactly. Only you can hear me, and that's because I only want you to hear me... For now. In truth, I'm actually in your mind, whilst my own is in the weapon you wield. And how I knew you where a doctor, well, you look like one. The fact that you are a real doctor is just a happy coincidence. Look, this is all very complicated and as much as I'd like to give you the run down of who and what I am, I think we have more pressing matters to attend. I'm Anari."[/b][/i]

Of course, the good doctor could hardly believe him. Anari would have pointed out stranger things happening, such as their mere existence in this room, but Anari honestly cared very little about the bizarre situation. His only concern was getting out of it. Suddenly, Anari began to change shape. It happened quickly, fast enough that as soon as the doctor took his eyes off of Anari, he was no longer a spiked club but a metal crowbar.

[b][i]"Now, I hope you know how to use a pry bar? Go find a door or something and wedge me into the crack. If we're trapped here, I'm sure most of the doors are locked, so we'll have to get out the hard way. Also, you might have not noticed, but the walls are shifting. I suspect some sort of magic is afoot, so we must be quick with our demolition. Any damage we to do could be undone, so don't waste too much time. If we're lucky, the doors and such aren't affected. If not... Well, like I said, you'd best move quickly."[/b][/i]