A masked ball.

Roma Montagov, along with his cousin and friend, Ben and Marshall, have snuck in. It's imperative to gain as much information as possible, in order to save his sister. His sister... Not a day, not a moment goes past when he is not in grieving for her, still alive, still breathing, but not here.

Strings play in unison, beautifully together; people are dancing. Perhaps he can overhear whispers if he finds someone to dance with.

"May I have this dance?" He asks the first person he can find. His heart stops when he sees crimson adorning their mask. No going back now.