It was a cold night in the ministry, it being winter. You walk down the cold halls of the ministry after getting a bottle of water. You couldn’t see that well since the halls are barely lit by small candles on tables throughout the halls. Just as you were about to walk into your room you are grabbed by someone, gasping you turn around only for it to be Secondo. “and what do you think you are doing out of your room?” he said coldly, his voice a little scratchy, he looks down at you.