"She is asleep" the woman said looking towards the kitchen window. He was standing outside, in the dark, the moonless night gave the feeling that a primitive cave was in front of her, no wind either, it was a calm night, the silence before the storm. The smell of damp soil made the humid night more insufferable for Anastasia senses. Flavio was sipping his tea, sitting in silence behind her. He had spent the past few days taking the doctor to the Den so he could check on Samuel, Melissa had asking to take him there so he could run the necessary tests on him, they needed to find somehow a cure, a start, something that gave them the clue, any clue on Valdevious experiments on the werewolves and the doctor was working on that.