A Lady At The Door

Returning to the underground building at late midnight, a displeased expression carved itself on Luderick's face, right after stepping into the room and finding the coffin gone. There was nothing in front of him, and he gnashed his teeth as his fists furiously clenched at his side.

"It's gone??" His eyes widened at the empty sight in front of him, wondering how it was possible when he had left that coffin here. Not too long did he make his shocking outburst, did a fellow being walked in as well, also keeping her gaze fixed on the empty sight in front of her.

Her hair fell across her shoulder, down to her back in brown and darker shades. She was wearing a completely black dress that gave off an uncomfortable and disturbing aura. Her hair was covering her face, but despite that she could still see clearly.