Death lake was its usual self. An eerie silence was all that could be heard, not a sound at all. It was truely the most fearing place in the world. The once smooth water began to bubble. Rearranging to create a set of stairs, Leading down into the very depths of the Lake. A figure appeared from below. Walking up the water as if it was a solid. Behind him was two men. All three of them were wearing a black Cloak, With a White stripe. Is everything in order? The leader asked the man behind him. y-yes Lord. All men are stationed and ready. Good. Tell them that it starts now. The man closed his eyes. Opening them again, and nodded to Colado. Who walked into the mist. All three disappearing. The water Returning to its unnaturally smooth self.
