After wandering around for a while, he finally returned to Deep Wave's apartment.
Inside the apartment, however, were pictures of someone hanging all over. Rather than pictures, it would be more accurate to say they were posters - even more precise, magazine inserts. The posters displayed a long runway; a woman dressed in a white, heavily vintage dress seemed to flee in a panic. Unfortunately, her glass slipper was left on the carpet, and she looked back in surprise. The eyes beneath her mask sparkled like stars.
William Griffith stood at the entrance, seemingly lost in thought for a moment.
William Griffith bent down to pick up and change into his slippers, headed towards the living room's sofa, and pulled something from his suit pocket.
It was a silver chain, with a ring hanging on it.
He held the ring, occasionally touching it lightly.
"The Ice Queen asked him why, yet again," he said.
