Well, that worked out better than I could've hoped. I wanted to see if my powers were strong enough to fool even his senses, to test them up close and personal...I'd say I've done that. My name is Raven Darkholme, I just made love to the man who killed me. But I promise you, I’m not done screwing with him yet. I'm not sorry I sent them to hell, you know. I hope it was awful. I hope they suffered. I hope it broke something inside of them that can never be fixed. It makes me happy to think that. They deserved it, every bit of it. They’ve murdered. They’ve betrayed their friends. They may not wanna remember it anymore, but that's who they are. They’re no better than me.