“Hello.” Sophie called out. She searched around hoping to find any sign of life in the eerie white mist. She was utterly alone, with no clue as to where she was. She had thought they’d by some miracle made it to Aurora but perhaps that had only been a dream. Her voice echoed throughout the cold misty air. “Am I dead?” The question was directed more to herself than any being that may be living in the mist; so naturally, she had not expected any reply and jumped startled when someone answered. “No you are not dead Sophie.” “Who are you?” Sophie asked stepping toward the mysterious woman in front of her. “I am Theresa of the Spire. I guided your father and grandfather in their greatest triumphs.” Sophie stared at the old blind seer, a million questions running through her mind. She finally de