The Jackal sat in his containment cube. He was bored. He looked up when he heard the ghosts closest to the stairs start to scream and hit the glass of their cells. The Jackal stood slowly as a new containment cube was pushed into the space beside his, separating him from The Angry Princess. The cube was filled with mist and he couldn't see the ghost inside.

"Ryan. Can you see who the new ghost is?" The Torn Prince called from down the hall.

The Jackal shook his head, then remembered that he was too far away for The Prince to see. "No. It's all foggy inside."

The Prince groaned. It was obvious the other ghosts were curious as to who the new ghost was, more so as there were only twelve ghost in the Black Zodiac.

Ryan pressed the front of his cage against the glass separating the two cells. He jumped back when a hand hit the glass. He moved closer again when he heard a soft voice whispering. It sounded like a girl. The mist began to fade as the voice became weaker. When the mist had fully faded the Jackal saw the cells occupant.

The bottom of the cube was covered in snow. A lot of it. A girl was leaning against the glass in one of the corners. The snow around her was stained a dark red. The girl had black hair and icy blue eyes. She wore an over-sized straightjacket, which went to her knees and nothing else. The jacket's arms had been cut open and there was thick rope tied around her wrists and ankles. Her skin was a light blue. She'd frozen to death.

Ryan laughed like the maniac he was. The girl looked up when she heard him. Down the hall Royce shook his head and turned to the Juggernaut's cell "Sounds like it's a girl. Hey Horace. How long do you think she'll last next to Ryan?"

The Juggernaut shrugged. He hadn't been there long and, having not been around long the first time he didn't know much about the other ghosts. All he really knew were the basics, like the fact Ryan was an insane rapist and murderer when he was alive.

Back down the hall the new girl was trying to stand. Ryan noticed she was rather shaky on her feet, maybe because the muscles in her legs looked rather wasted. She managed to get to her feet, but fell when the two pieces of rope around her ankles got tangled together. Ryan laughed, causing the girl to glare at him.

"Those who laugh earn themselves a Cheshire smile." She whispered softly.

Ryan covered his mouth to suppress a giggle. "What's your name?"

The girl tilted her head "My name?"

Ryan nodded "Your real name or your Zodiac name. It doesn't really matter down here."

The girl began to play with the red snow around her. "The nurse at asylum named me Tori, but the man that put me in here called me The Frozen Victim."

Ryan looked at the snow. Since he'd been able to see into Tori's cube he'd been curious about the red snow. He couldn't see any wounds on her body. Tori crawled towards him, giving up on standing. "Aren't you going to tell me your name? It's the polite thing to do."

Ryan giggled. He'd forgotten to introduce himself. "My name is Ryan, but I'm called The Jackal." Finally his curiosity got the better of him "Why is your snow turning red"

Tori looked surprised at the fact the snow were she had knelt was turning red. She pulled her legs from under her and pointed at small, but deep cuts that covered them. "Why am I not dead yet?"

Ryan tilted his head and turned towards the cell on the other side of his, which belonged to The Withered Lover. "Hey Jean. She doesn't know she's dead yet." His voice held nothing but amusement. He'd never met a ghost that thought it was alive before.

Tori screamed at Ryan and slammed her fist against the glass. She was shocked by the spells and dropped whatever she had been holding in the snow, a key. She crawled to the other side of her cell, whimpering "I'm not dead."

Jean shook her head. "You should be more considerate of others Ryan. She's properly scared and you're not helping."

Dana put a hand to the glass separating her from Tori and attempted to wipe away the blood so she could see better. Tori looked at her when she saw the movement. Dana smiled at the young ghost. "Don't listen to Ryan. He's playing with you."

Tori smiled brightly "So I'm not dead?"

Dana shook her head sadly. "Sadly he was telling the truth. We're all dead."

Tori began to weep, her tears freezing on her icy cheeks. Ryan giggled and ran a claw down the glass to get Tori's attention. When she didn't respond he growled and began to scratch furiously at the glass, angry that he was being ignored. Tori just shook her head, wiped away her frozen tears and curled into a ball, facing away from Ryan. Ryan huffed and crouched in one of the corners of his cell, leaning the back of his cage on the glass. He knew that this new man had collected the Black Zodiac ghosts to open the eye, but why had he brought in a thirteenth? The Sacrifice of the Broken Heart wasn't needed until the eye was being opened and they needed a human sacrifice. Ryan glanced at Tori's sleeping form, wondering what the man could want with the small, frozen ghost.