[Stuck in this mansion, you know not how long it has been. The rooms get foggy and cold. You see the silhouette of a young woman... floating? She speaks, her voice soft and cold as the room itself.]

"Such strange pray you are.."

[She approaches you, quite a beautiful lady she was, however the way she floated, her wolf ears and deer antlers made it clear that this was yet another specimen of the wicked mansion.]