Strings walked through the woods, slowly making his way to the near by castle town of Crimsdale. This town was where he hoped to find a way back to the underworld where he truly belonged. It had been a little over three months since his banishment to the world of the mortals and he was close to losing the control he had developed over his urge to devour a mortal soul, and knew he would slip, thus outing himself as a demon. He neared the walls of the city and prepared for the many questions the guardsmen would ask him so that he could gain entry into Crimsdale. "They will let me in or I may have to destroy them. It's getting harder to control." he said as he walked closer and closer to the gate.