Her parents' disappearance.

Her uncle's death by gunshot.

Her aunt's death by fire.

Grell Sutcliffe knowing her aunt.

Grell Sutcliffe being at Viscount Druitt's ball.

Were all these things connected? The deeper Lily got into this mystery, the more confusing it became, only because she needed more information.

Lily waited for Sebastian to return. He walked into the study. "What did you find in Grell's apartment?" she asked him.

"I found no trace of anything to do with his occupation. In fact, there is barely anything there at all."

"That means he doesn't even live there and was lying about what he does."

"It appears so."

"There's one more place we need to go to: Viscount Druitt's. Grell must know him somehow. Before we do that…" She paused. "…we should see the Undertaker."

Sebastian nodded. "We shall go immediately."

Later, Lily and Sebastian went into the Undertaker's funeral parlor. "Undertaker?" Lily called out.

"Lady Athelward and Mr. Michaelis," they heard the Undertaker say in the darkness.

"We need your help."

"You need a coffin, you say?"

"They are beautiful, but we're looking for information," Lily said.

"You know the payment," he said, chuckling.

Lily looked at Sebastian, who bowed. "Allow me, my lady."

Lily went outside. A couple of minutes later, the building shook with the Undertaker's laughter. Soon, it was quiet again, and Sebastian opened the door and told the teenage girl that she could come back inside.

Once back inside, Lily wasted no time asking questions.

"The Viscount? Ah, yes, he's a charming lad. He likes pretty young girls."

"How is he connected to Grell Sutcliffe?"

"Grell isn't what he seems. He's a tricky one. You would do well to be cautious around him. But if you want to find him, find a body right when it dies."

"He's a murderer?"

"No, not quite. He only deals with customers before I do. Now, are you sure you don't want a coffin?"

"I have no dead bodies to get one for. Thank you for the information. Good day."

After Lily and Sebastian left, Sebastian said, "I am impressed, mistress. You handled that quite well. I wasn't able to get a word in."

"At least we have a little more information. Not much, but we might be able to form a plan."

At home, Sebastian said, "Tread carefully, my lady. This will be like wandering in the darkness without a light."

"Then I shall make a light and find my way. Besides, I have you to help me. I have nothing to fear."

Sebastian smiled, slyly. "I am glad you put so much trust in me. It is an honor."

Lily raised her eyebrow. She said nothing; she just showed him the seal on her chest. Sebastian took off a glove and revealed the same seal on his hand. They locked eyes, and neither of them had to speak. Then, they covered the seals.

"All we have to do is find a recently deceased body," Lily said, breaking the silence.

"You say that as if that will be a simple task."

"I thought you could do anything."

Sebastian nodded. "Indeed I can. Shall we be off?"

"There."

Sebastian and Lily walked down a street. The body of a man was laying on the ground. His head was bleeding. The window above him was open. Sebastian covered Lily's mouth and quickly dragged her with him to the side of the building. They peered around the corner and watched and waited.

Soon, they saw a shadowy figure approach the body. The sound of a chainsaw went off, and Lily backed up a bit into Sebastian, who held onto her, gently. They never took their eyes off the scene.

Suddenly, streams of film, as if many pictures were put together, came out of the body. They heard a familiar voice. "Red is my favorite color. It looks so good on me, doesn't it, Lady Lillith and Mr. Michaelis?"