General Sam Takes Action

In the dim basement, the lights flickered erratically. Donnie's slightly shifting face was just as dim and coldly rigid. "How did you find me?" Donnie asked. "By chance. Though I don't know what method you used to conceal your unique trait, your essence cannot be hidden." Death's stark white bones gleamed as her hollow eye sockets swept over Donnie. "Do you know how conspicuous a life completely unaffected by me is among a group of lives destined to end?" Donnie fell silent for a moment.