It's been about five years since you've been on the island, held captive by a demon. You're not sure if that's an exact number, you've lost count.

You've been through a lot in that time. Violence to your body and soul. Futile suicide attempts. Unanswered pleas for God's help. A demon even conceived you a child and later cut it out of your belly.

When the island became colder again, you and your son, named Gabriel in honour of one of the archangels, moved to Robert's mansion, as sleeping in the temple nearby was getting cold and the child was getting sick. One morning as you woke up and made your way out of your bedroom, heading for the kitchen, through the big dark mansion, you heard your son laughing. Walking out onto the main staircase and looking up, your eyes caught Gabriel who was laughing and running across the ceiling from Smith catching up with him. Not that you enjoyed watching this scene and hearing Robert only encouraging 4 four year old Gabriel by shouting out to him "I'll get you, you little bat"