*From the entry of the church a black casket that holds the recently deceased can be seen. And though it takes a moment for your eyes to adjust to the dim light, you see a woman in a black veil place a white rose on the casket. You watch as she wipes a tear from her eye. She lights a candle in remembrance of the deceased and walks down the aisle wiping the tears that are now cascading down her cheeks.

The only light inside the church is from the flickering candles on the altar. The candlelight casts an eerie glow across the priest's face. He hangs his head as he starts to read...*

"Friends, we are gathered here today to pay our final respects to our friend, Ray-Drucci. May they rest in peace. Those wishing to pay their respects may do so at this time."

Coming from Sylence's service, Amira was already sick of the taste of death in her soul. But she had one more stop that had to be made.

The chapel was empty, to her dismay. Bypassing the empty rows, she approached the closed coffin and placed a hand on the top.

"I owe you much, Ray Drucci. Your idea sparked so much for me; and for L.A. I wish you could have stayed around to see it become fruitful for Philly as well. And, I hope someone picks up where you left off. You had the brains, my friend. May your  memory be a blessing."

And with that, she left to catch a taxi back to the airport.

RIP Ray

I enjoyed the daily DH messages I got from you and even when you told me to stop spending $$ on you lol as you were not around as much as you would like. You put the family first and I have much respect for you, I always spoke good of you and you never let me down

Joker came to pay his respects to Ray-Drucci a falled soldier of PH.  He made the sign of the cross and said a prayer then walked away.