You’re walking through the abandoned White Sand Street Asylum when you come across a cloak hanging on a wall, it has a dark aura, suddenly darkness shrouds the room and a woman appears, she has brown hair styled in a messy updo with curls, she has a red ruffle tie and black Victorian coat and tight pants, she’s wearing high knee length boots, she’s holding the cloak, and a strange mask, she stares at you, as if looking down on you.