Once upon a midnight dreary...
The Raven studied the scene with his cold eyes, his feathers rustling in impatience. The dark room was empty and dimly lit, graced only by candles and a dwindling fire in the far corner. He had been perched upon the fireplace mantle for what seemed like hours now, hearing and seeing nothing save the howling wind. Still he was alone. Would there be others? He was forced to answer the question with the only answer he knew. Nevermore.