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He strode out of the elevator directly to the courtyard, walking with crisp purpose, but also as though he were doing nothing more than taking the garbage out... Though of course he had never been seen doing so menial a task as this, before.
He got to the appointed area and saw that the grounds had been made ready. A stone with the name "Morgan" had been readied and carved as her his instructions and a hole had been dug for her. Next to the stone was a chainsaw, except the chain didn't appear to be made of steel. One would see a difficult-to-explain sterility about it, uncommon to even steel and find it unusually chilled, for as warm as the day was.
He dropped the bag once more, drew the smaller corpse out from it, and dropped her in. Without word of gesture he cast a spell to push the stray limbs into order, so that they were folded over her chest.
He then drew from his pouch a bit of string and a wood chip which then disappeared. The shovel then rose and began to toss dirt into the hole as an unseen force began to fill it. Matasoga picked up the chainsaw, looked back at Nana and said, "Things are about to get noisy and messy. This is your last chance to speak or walk away."