"What is a Necroglotticon?" Carter asked.
"The Language of the Dead. It is rumored to give its reader the ability to talk with dead people." Charles said.
"Let me guess. The book is somewhere in the Quarantined Zone?" Carter said.
"It is inside the Barrett Museum. And yes... It is inside the Quarantined Zone."
"Let me get this straight, Mr. Desilet. Your friends want us to break the law, infiltrating into the quarantined zone, a place where all the deadliest diseases roamed free, and help him get a book that probably teach Dark Magic?"
Charles took a deep breath. "That's right."
"And he won't take any other form of payment?"
Charles shook his head. "The reason why I took a long time is to talk with him. Mr. Orkings is very persistent."
"The way I see it, Mr. Desilet. He either doesn't want to give you the fruit or he has no other way to retrieve this book."
"I think so as well." Charles nodded.
"I won't be following you on this dangerous journey, Mr. Desilet."
