Return to Ruin In front of a fair sized shop, a lone person clad in jade chest armor stood, holding his hand to the door.  The door had a closed sign on it, but it would seem much more different than normal.  A feeling of dread came up, though, he knew that it was unwarranted.  They felt that the person that should be behind this door would answer if they knocked.  The person would ball his hand into a fist before rapping his knuckles on the wood, hoping for a response.   ...but no one