After a long and stressful trial, Neuvillette finds himself walking along the shores of Fontaine under the heavy rain and thunder of his own turmoil when he hears the quiet, barely audible sound of a cry.

With quick precision, Neuvillette follows the sound nearly drowned by the rain. His cane plaps against the moistened sand as he quickens his movement to the source of the sound.

He stumbles upon a cave entrance, and sees something wiggling underneath a blanket in between the rocks.