[ According to the lighting in the room and the figure sleeping curled up under a mass of blankets it's mid morning. Lily murmurs in her sleep, but the PORTAL sitting on the bedside table isn't close enough to pick up what she's saying. One by one the blankets and pillows are tossed from the bed ( Read more... )

[ The camera is angled in an odd way; catching the corner of a golden mask and a veil of red hair that seems on fire due to the light hitting it. ]

Th-they're gone, [ says a soft female voice with a distinctive British accent. ] Gone.

[ She can't hold the tears back anymore and begins to cry hysterically. Her grip on the PORTAL tightening and her ( Read more... )