Jack stumbled into his home after a night out with Nicholas. He lay on his bed thinking about Pitch Blacks daughter, she was about the opposite of him, a gorgeous girl with long black hair, the thing that stood out the most to Jack was her icy blue eyes. They had only met once, when they ran into each other at the park. He thought back to the day,
"No! Wait up!" Jack yelled to Sandman while running after him. Suddenly he ran into someone, he turned around to see who it was and paused, he stood staring at her.
"Can I help you?" She said, carelessly.
"Oh...uh...no." He smiled. She then walked away and Sandman picked up Jack and carried him back to his house. As they sat back down at Sandman's table Sandman said, "Not the best choice, Jack."
"Why is that?" Jack asked, annoyed.
"That's Pitch's daughter!" Sandman explained.
"Yeah I know, you don't have to remind me that I don't have a chance." Jack said, then flying out of the door and to his house.
When Jack woke up the next morning he thought about what Sandman had said so, long ago. He started to draw a picture of her, starting with her eyes. Then a hard wind blew the doors shut and blew the lights out. Jack sat there in the pitch black.