Trevor looked at Marcus and then looked at the ground "Three guesses huh?" He looked at the creature known as Marcus once more, what in the world could something like this be. "Are you a demon of some sort?" he knew this answer was wrong and did not need any indication that he was wrong. "Damn it..." He only had two guesses left, he held his hands in his head and he cursed himself "Wait i got it! you're a lich!" he had thought that this might be right, as that might explain the lack of an aura, but Marcus had indicated that was incorrect. "Shit...." He had looked at the drink that he left abandoned in front of him, all he knew of this creature was the energy that he put off. So cold and dark, he thought absently<span style="font-style: italic">This must be what death feels like.</span>. This epiphany shook Trevor to the core, he slowly looked up at Marcus, making eye contact with him for the first time. "Are....are you...." He said the final word in a whisper, knowing at that moment it had to be true "Death"