"I don't know who this Jack is, but the only voices I heard were that of Great Ones. The realms of death are simply the realms of beings who exist in spirit only. Taking on new shape, new form, to adapt to it. Some of it...may be punishment, yes. The Hunter's Nightmare exists for such, after all. But all the same, there are many, many, many other locations for a spirit to fly to. Countless, I'm sure. As many are there are souls to inhabit them."

Micolash smiles, propping the collar of his cage on his knees and his chin on that in turn. "So take solace in the fact that no one you have lost is lost forever. Nor entirely. They still exist in the realms beyond. Having a fresh adventure, most likely."