Once Alec finally managed to catch his breath, he took a careful step forward. The girl, like everything else in this forsaken world, looked to be frozen in time. Her beauty unparreled by the harsh ice crystals forming around her. Frozen tears littered the length of her long, dark lashes and her skin radiated a deep coldness unlike Alec had ever felt. But she was far too beatiful to be dead, Alec thought. Against his better judgement, Alec allowed himself to drift closer to the glass case that enfolded her body. He allowed his fingers to play wantonly against it's smooth surface, not quite understanding why they ached to touch her as they did. His breath caught painfully in his throat as he once again heard the whisper and realized that it was coming from her. This confused Alec greatly for not only were her eyes closed quite tightly and she was not so much as breathing, but Alec was quite certain that she was dead. But the whisper came again. And again. And it was not long before Alec realized that she was begging to be set free. Something inside of her was crying out and Alec quickly rose to the occassion as he began to circle the case, trailing his eyes after his fingertips and searching for some type of opening in the glass prison.

After finding nothing, Alec scanned his eyes over the bare contents of the room and after the second time around, they eventually fell on small axe that quietly rested in the corner as if it were there just for that purpose. Alec was quite certain that he had not been there a moment ago. This only furthered Alec's suspicion that he was in some type of dream. Alec quickly snatched up the axe and with a loud cry, he brought it down upon the glass. As the shards fell away like crushed ice, the girl within slowly became mobile and looked around herself in terror and confusion. "Hey," Alec offered quietly, not really sure what to say to a dream girl that you had just freed from a glass enclosure. After getting no response from the girl, he decided that this would just have to be one of those quiet, akward moments where everything felt surreal and nothing made sense. Alec watched the girl slowly walk around the room, not even aknowledging his presence.

She took her time to dart her eyes over everything in sight, as if trying to remember where she was. But recognition never dawned in her eyes and when she went to the large bay window and stood silently before it, Alec finally decided that he had waited long enough. "I'm Alec," he said in a plain tone. She quickly turned around, the fear in her eyes magnifying tenfold as she finally seemed to realize that he was there. "And you would be?" he asked her, getting just a tiny bit fed up with her mystery girl routine. "You shouldn't be here," was her low, whispery response. Alec shrugged nonchalently. "Nice to meet you too. So... where exactly is 'here' anyway?" Instead of answering him, she just turned back towards the window and taking up where she left off, she once again began her tireless staring. This managed to grab Alec's curiosity, for whatever she was so intent on must be damn fascinating. He walked over to join her at the window and stood silently behind her, his eyes silently seeking whatever marvelous thing hers had found. But all that Alec could see was unending darkness, swirling around them like a cloak of eternal night.

After several, agonizingly silent moments, Alec heard the small girl in front of him exhale sharply and it was the first that he became aware she had been holding her breath. As if waiting for something to happen. "He doesn't know that you are here, does he?" she asked softly, still facing the window. "Who are you talking about? And where the hell is 'here' anyway?" Alec responded harshly, his earlier confusion and fear rapidly turning to anger and frusteration. The girl just sighed and turned cold black eyes to face him. "You don't know do you?" Alec was about to snap back with some angry remark, but he stopped himself. Though her words were not exactly helpful, and he was getting really sick of the ominous doom and gloom stuff, he recognized a note of sadness to her voice and he almost wept with the sheer hopelessness that rolled off of her. And he just didn't have the heart to say what he wanted to this girl who seemed as lost as he was. "So uh... I suppose you wouldn't know how to get out of this place, would ya?" His eyes narrowed as he heard her sharp intake of breath. "Out? There is no out," she scoffed. Alec began to wish that she would just go back to not talking at all if all she was going to spout was spooky, once sentance replies that were about as helpful as talking to his Aunt Erma when she'd had a little too much to drink at the family Thanksgiving diner.

He realized that talking to Ms. Doom & Gloom wasn't getting him anywhere, so he needed a change of plan if he was ever going to escape. Alec once again surveyed the tiny, bare room. Maybe something else would magically appear like the axe had done. Yet even as Alec thought this, he knew that probably wasn't how this worked. Whatever 'this' was anyway. Okay, this was getting really tiresome. Alec turned back to the girl, but saw that she was still preoccupied with staring into the milky darkness. And that is when he felt it again. The material that had brushed across him earlier. There was someone else in the room with them, and as he heard some soft piano music strike up from somewhere within the house, his fear returned with brutal and absolute certainty.