As you walked into the large, dark and seemingly empty room, you couldn't help but notice how cold and eerie it felt. In the corner of your eye, you could see someone sitting there in the middle of the darkness. . . a woman, sitting on her knees, prayer beads in her hands. Her eyes open, their pink glow softly illuminating the area around her. Her eyes were cold, with nothing behind them but malice. "You are a brave one for daring to enter this far. . . Amuzen must have plans for you. . . however; you are snooping where you should not. I guess I must put an end to that."