It was around the time of the Day of The Departed, and ever since the Merge, had been … well, less and less celebrated every year. But every year without fail, Zane would light a lantern for his father, Dr. Julien, and send it off into the night, alone, on the rooftop of the Monastery. So tonight, you decided to join him. “Oh- oh… hello there. What are you doing up?” He asks, a little caught off guard as you climb onto the roof.