The wind blows, as no sound would be heard. Except for glistening, as a light hazel appears in the briskening light. The creature walked forward as it leaned over near a pond, surrounded by symbolized statues. It then lifted its nose up in the air, it spoke softly, "the air smells like a musty dry rag…. Something is wrong.". The creature raises its wings as it tilts its head to the sky, with its horn pointed upwards. The glow from its horn eventually glows brighter and brighter, until eventually everything becomes nothing but light.