Dissolve back a few frames, so that we approach this skull-it again for the second time on the same path. Perhaps we this is the same skull, associated with Zoltan Abbassid, which smiled so vigorously at its own nearby disconnected hipbone. Now, the camera pulls in until the doorframe vanishes and we are alone with the skull against darkness.     . heading towards to the religious center, the Temple of Death, where priests and military planners were deciding on the shape of the new culture.