A little ray of sunshine burst through the covered windows ......
Not knowing why, but doing it anyway, Piroteus closes the cover of the window till the only light was from her cross at the otherside of the non-existant door.
Piroteus is beginning to feel a little hazy, just standing there in the nearly dark room, her eyes are beginning to feel heavy and dry, Piroteus shakes her head hoping to throw off the drowsiness, however the moment she blinks her eyes to get some moisture flowing, they stay shut and Piroteus falls into a crumpled heap on the floor, her breathing regular and steady.
A grinding noise wakens her in time to see the lid of the sarcophacus sliding to the side .....
With a snap Piroteus, gets to her feet and watches with morbid fascination as a whitish form raises itself out of the coffin, slowly it gets out and meanders towards Piroteus, nearly as if it is floating.
It stops about 3 feet from Piroteus and she notices that the figure is dressed in a white rustling gown, slowly moving her eyes towards the figures face, Piroteus noticed that the eyes of the 'creature' are nearly red, like the red of a glowing pipe in the dark.
The apparition, looks at Piroteus and says in a soft melodious voice, "who disturbs the rest of Jerl Shanarra?" .............
