Elizabeth heard him at the door and set the apple core down on the table gently. She waited for him to enter, expecting him to be anger and try to kill her again. When he entered, she tensed her body, preparing for whatever harm came her way. She figured that he was trying to kill her since she clearly made him feel something that he did not want to feel, but nothing came. She looked at him rather confused but smiled softly when he held out the bottles of vodka. "Well now there is something I love to do. I may not be able to comfort myself with smoking, but drinking I can do all day everyday and not get a hang over." She said and grinned. She winced a little from the pain of being so weak.<br/><br/>Elizabeth sat there wondering if she should tell him about her experience. She closed her eyes and sighed a little, giving in to tell him. "You know moments ago, I was actually dead. My soul went to heaven, and there I was greeted by my mother and family. I was about to go inside with them, but then they smelt you on me. They also smelt another thing that God apparently doesn't like. I was denied a place in heaven because of you, and my own mother cast me out, which made me come back to life." She said and tears ran down her face. "I will never be able to see my family again, but you know what is weird. I am okay with it." She whispered.