The next morning.
Emma is up bright and early. Dean and Sam are still in bed. She's on Sam's laptop surfing the net with a hot chocolate in her hand.
Since waking up with the nightmare, she hasn't been able to get back to sleep. At the moment she is searching for any information to do with her dreams.
Dean slowly wakes up and sits up a bit disorientated. He looks at the time: 7.30.
He grabs one of his pillows and lobbed it at Sam, hitting him in the head. Caussing him to jump awake.
"Jerk," after realising what had happened.
"Bitch", was only Deans reply.
" Well good morning ladies. Glad to see that you are alive."
While saying good morning, Emma was typing in to a search engine: 'death of wife and lover by husband. 1700's'.
She scrolled through the list and clicked on the 4th entery. She opened the link.
Death of Our Dear Lady.
Last night Lady Erzsebet Fabianne was killed by Lord Fabianne. As well as killing the Lady, the Lord also killed the son of Lord Sandor.
They were both shot durring the State Masquade Ball.