Christina Baker **

Christina Baker, an eighteen year old cute girl, hid herself inside a fur coat and walked through the crowded evening market. Snow was slowly cascading down, forming layers of white underneath. The stubborn snowfields formed again and again despite fire circler's creating ways through the roads several times.

She walked through the snowy streets and finally reached her destination- Heavensnight Inn. She smiled and entered in. It was one of the most expensive inns around. Hence, the hall was quite empty.

A young lady walked forward and bowed. "How may I help you?"

"I am a guest. Room number 213."

"Oh my." The young lady giggled. "It is the most expensive suite we have. Please follow me."

The two walked to the second floor of the well structured establishment. Soon, they were before a door. 213 was engraved on the wood.