"The Spark of Life, mate. Tell me you didn't pass Sunday School as a kid." John shook his head. With a wave of his hand, the light dissipated. "God put a bit of His own light in each of us to breathe life into us. Unless something happens? A bit of that spark - that divinity - is going to remain. Looks like whatever is haunting Mathias hasn't diminished that touch to the divine spiritual natures that be.

"Yet."