Anethrial wakes up early before the first rays of the sun even touch the sky.  She jolts awake as if she was having a very bad dream. For a moment she sat there huffing trying to remember where she is. This is not her room, but slowly the events of last night settle back into her mind. Usually when she woke up troubled she went to the temple and prayed, but she couldn't  go back there. She wondered how people were taking to the reaction that she was dead. Were they sad? Or did they not care?  A compulsion to see the temple one last time hits her so hard it consumes all of her thoughts, and any sense of common sense.  She looks to Laszlo who seems to be asleep, and gets up lowly, she walks over to the door,  and tries to push the chest out of the way.