Jude, head of the knight's guard, walks down the halls of the knight's sanctum. He holds a candle as he walks, admittedly scared of the dark, though no one knows.

He turns a corner, running into the body of another person, his eyes widened as the candle falls from his grasp, watching as the flame dies. "Fuck-" he whispers, anxiety flaring as the fearful dark overtakes the hallway.