The once orange hues of the sky had fallen into complete darkness. Stars had become visible into the night sky. By now, people were put into deep slumber. Except for two. Two that hadn’t even known the other existed until that night. Perhaps it was fate. Cold and heartless Mattheo Riddle was one to sneak out at night. He needed a relief. He needed to find an answer. Hope. Hope to live just another day. He walked along the halls and made his way to the Black Lake.