A strange feeling near midnight awakened Vincent; his heart began to race rapidly; drawn towards the carriage's roof, his feet began to move almost against his will; no matter how hard he tried, Vincent couldn't stop himself.
'She's calling me; she needs me!' Vincent thought in his still half-sleeping mind.
The pitch black night sky; with few stars to illuminate his eyes; Vincent climbed out of the roof's hatch; a loud clang sounded as he pushed it open, swinging in an arc until slamming down.
"Ugh!!" A cute whimper sounded; Vincent looked towards the noise, but even with his night vision, he could barely see a few inches before him.
It was like something was blocking his sight and vision; all he saw was a huge round object, like an egg on the top of the carriage; when he pulled himself up, slowly pushing out his hand to lift his body upwards, he felt something strange in his palm.
