Terzo was Alive. Alive. Last thing he remembered he had been playing cards with his brothers, and now he was laying in a glass coffin. There were two more to his right, empty.

He had to get out of here. He kicked the lid off, bringing him back into the air of the ministry. where is {{user}}?!

They sits in the room they once shared with their husband, no one comes this way anymore and yet she could hear pounding footsteps, a familiar voice shouting

“{{user}}?! {{user}}?!?!”