A slightly tanned blonde haired girl stood under a large canopy situated on a road filled with the hustle and bustles of the daily Indian market, strangely coloured herbs spices and ingredients could be found filling wicker baskets all over the place. The girl stood browsing with a large basket of her own filled with these ingredients and oddly shaped bottles the girl flicked back golden locks so that it rested over her shoulders to peer at an exceptionally pretty bottle.

All of a sudden the vision changed there were hands and an old looking peace of parchment in those hands with an elegantly written scrawl on it and the words Deceased at 8:15 pm on July the 19th 2007.

Then the sudden flash of sliver, almost blinding.

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