[Whenever Ras walks into one of those glowing orbs, he will get thrown back to Orbis, in the Church he's so often woke up in. This time, it's from the perspective of an onlooker, though he might be lucky enough (? source needed) (source mildly horrifying) to see himself in the glass box, hair shorter than he normally keeps it.

Ahead of him is a family. Stark black hair going grey for the two adults, the youngest child wearing shorts and with his own black hair tied up into a short ponytail. One guess as to who this little boy is. Carefully, said baby Vildred ambles up to the glass case Ras is in and knocks on it like he's tapping on a fish tank. When Ras doesn't respond, Vildred looks back at his parents, frowning.]

Is he in there 'cause he's dead?

No, sweetheart, he's alright.

Well, he's gonna suffocate in there. Then he'll be dead.

[Vildred cannot be older than five or six here, but he definitely talks with the tone of a rich child who's been well-educated at his big age of Baby.]

Why's he in a coffin anyway? He should have a bedroom.

Well, sweetheart, he's important to Orbis and the church. He's holy.

Then he should have a bigger bedroom. I bet he's not all that comfy in there.

[And then his little gremlin hands start trying to unlatch the lid of the glass coffin, and immediately, three nuns make for him. No no sweetie let's not do that—]