"I'm going. It's my home."
The giant took a step forward, then began to stagger.
"Your home?" Dr. Slonamn gasped. "Your home?"
The giant, who had given his name to the prison authorities as Bram Forest, did not answer. Dr. Slonamn reached out, as if to grab him. Bram Forest stood there, a smile and the acceptance of pain fighting for mastery of his face.
Dr. Slonamn staggered back as if struck. His hand had passed through Bram Forest's body.
Staggering, trembling, Dr. Slonamn leaned for support on the desk. He could see through Bram Forest now. See through him entirely.
A cold fierce wind, like no wind ever felt on Earth, touched him. He shuddered.
When he looked again, Bram Forest was gone....
"Retoc the Abarian!" the seneschal's voice proclaimed.