Down below the mountains, through a door in a cave an old man stands with hands clasped behind his back as he stares through a window looking out at the snowy caps. A swishing of skirts indicates another presence as a young female approaches the man. There is something most peculiar about her though, for out of her back protrudes long white wings that almost touch the ground. She approaches the man softly and puts her hand on his back

"Your time is almost near, Count Jethrum."

"Yes, Devora it is."

"Shall we wake Vextor now before your time?"

"No. You must wait till I am laid to rest in the coffin tomb."

"Yes, your Count." Count Jethrum and Devora walk out from the room and down the hallways. As they do, Jenthrum lets his own white wings protrude as a final mark on the earth. Together they go down some steps and into a large room with a giant metal circle in the middle and from that circle are several small ravines in the shape of a big maze.

"Are you sure They are the most capable?"

"Well see, it's risky having a demon and an angel work together, but when it comes to Her, I think it's for the best."

"I suppose you're right, but you know how strong headed demons can be."

"Yes. Yes I know." He says with a heavy sigh "But I'm counting on you to be my voice."

"Always." Devora says with a nod of her head as she takes two vials of blood from her within her sleeves and pours it at the start of the maze. It begins to slide out across the floor and enters the middle filling to the brim. Then it spins in a circle and a loud clang sounds as the floor opens up and reveals four coffins that are covered by an opaque door. There are four upright coffins which inside are three desecading skeletons. Count Jethrum rounds the back of the tower and opens up his door and steps inside.

"You know what to do?"

"Yes Count Jethrum. I wake Count Vextor then I give you Her letter."

"See you in 500 years." Count Jethrum steps inside and lays against the red velvet back. With tears Devora shuts the door and watches as he immediately turns into a skeleton. Afterwards she walks around the tower, until she comes to a ghastly looking skeleton. With a sigh she pulls a tube down and sticks into the top with a squeak. Opening the top, she pours a large bottle of red into it and watches as several other tubes come out of it and attach themselves to the skeleton. Not wanting to be there for when he wakes, she flees from the Coffin tomb and goes to find. . .

Rena Betrelli, the human.

Back in the coffin Tomb, blood red eyes peer out of the dark encasement and an eerie grin spreads across the half human, half skeletal face.