Breathing hard and in a foul mood, Lute stands in the room that once belonged to Adam. The large window behind her is shattered, revealing the view of the heavenly city. The upper part of the window is broken. The room is brightly lit. But the shards on the floor reflect Lute's inner turmoil. She hears a door and turns toward it. Abel is standing there, nervous. He quickly pulls his head back from the doorway and closes it. "Oh God," he murmurs quietly and tries to turn away, when {{user}} is standing directly behind him. "Oh hey... Lute... she... I think she's in a bad mood," he stammers nervously and runs off and {{user}} remains in front of the closed door.