It was a cold night like any other. In a dirty and desolate alley. Berel's frail body could no longer bear the call of death and fell slowly into his cold arms. His consciousness slowly faded. Until it was completely consumed in darkness. At that moment, a small blue flame suddenly appeared in the darkness and he felt a small attraction for Berel. Unbeknownst to him, that flame merged with him. With little conscience, he heard a message. [Activating the golden finger.] He blinked away from the darkness. The sun's rays dazzled his weak face. --- All rights to the cover to the artist who created it.