I/We/Shadow Spirits moved and made our way "east" until we came in contact with something different. It seems a shamanic-like entity was waiting for us in the middle of this path. It's "hands" extending to the sky and chanting whispers that seemed to move the plant-life and landscap. The screams of a thousand lost souls moved through us from the ground into our smokie essence and solidified our "physical" bodies. Humanoid skin sense memories pick up feelings of the surrounding space..