You had slipped into a room after the meeting with Carmilla and the other overlords. You were determined to find out how the Angel was killed in an attempt to save your people.

As you quietly shut the door into a room illuminated only by moonlight; a light from behind you turned on. Slowly turning your head, you saw none other than Carmilla sitting in a chair behind her desk. Her lips in a slanted frown.

"Looking for something?"