He wakes with a sudden jolt. He could feel it... something was wrong and the bees where growing restless.<br/><br/>He had not slept nearly as long as his body needed, but such was the life of a monk. He pulled himself up out of bed, ignoring the painful plee's of his muscles. He grabbed a fresh honey coloured vestment, no doubt left by one of the smarter apprentices of the temple, and dressed himself quickly.<br/><br/>He made his way slowly out into the garden and his face filled with shock as he took in the sight before him. Some form of twisted creature lay in shadow, mere feet away from a terrified mary and his hives.<br/><br/><br/>"...There had best be a good explanation for this."