William smirked at her explanation. “So who do I talk to about getting my black suit?” He asked half sarcastically. As he reached the staircase he paused. A vision had befallen him. A glimpse of the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwhitewolf.fandom.com%2Fwiki%2FAbyss_%28DTF%29&amp;hash=a0c21851d7e54f2140bdc55745073e6c" href="https://whitewolf.fandom.com/wiki/Abyss_(DTF)" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Abyss</a>. The brief moment where he faltered, felt like hours. The all encompassing darkness of the abyss. The sheer nothingness of it all. It provided William with just a taste of what the Fallen had been through. He blinked and came back to himself. Just as he took the first step onto the staircase. He was too caught up in his vision to realise he was now going down stairs.<br/><br/>William’s foot missed the first step, and his body followed down the staircase. Not walking, but tumbling. He didn’t fall all the way, due to the curve of the steps. Just fell far enough to do a full somersault. Crashing into the railing, he managed to grab onto the rail before falling any further. Will managed to stand up. There were no clear injuries. A miricle of sorts. Just a fluke of luck. “So, Ford. Who should I see to start my training? Elin?”