A candelabra lit in the distance, at the end of the hall when the old man was. And then four more lit, as if to light his way. The old man could see no people lighting the candles. The flames seemed to beckon the old man, as if they wished to protect him from the harshness outside. Lilly, Jerome, Hector, and Massa suddenly felt the presence of the older man and rushed to go help him. Jerome was the first to arrive. "My good sir, may I assist you?" He asked in a pleasant voice. Lilly was next, and she had a mug of fresh coffee for him. Massa quickly made a lounge chair usable by moving some old books and papers off from it, and then motioned for the old man to sit and relax. Hector arrived last, but not least as he carried a blanket to help warm the old man.<br/><br/>Claude was unaware that anything was happening, not the he would care if anything were, he was too absorbed in his self pity. As his servants tended to the old man, Claude paced and paced and paced until he realized that it was nearly past 8:30 and his food had not been brought up to him. Anger welled up from inside him and lupine features could be seen on him as he thundered down the north hall.<br/><br/>The servants heard the heavy footsteps echo throughout the castle and a look of terror came upon their faces. Hector ran to try and make something as quick as he could, but Massa knew it was too late. Claude burst into the main hall, a look of savage intent on his face