As the bell tolled, Claude closed his eyes to slide the mask from his face, revealing at long last his complete visage to the mystery woman. He felt his skin tingling all about, as if a storm were brewing on the horizon; that strange sensation when something remarkable is about to occur, coupled with the knowledge of knowing nothing can halt it's progress.<br/><br/>Claude did not dare stop it. He had to know the identity of this extraordinary creature that had scattered his rationality to the four winds, tossing aside all caution just to have more of her.<br/><br/>In unison with her unmasking and her speaking aloud her moniker, he quietly muttered.<br/><br/>"Claude Murnau, milady..."<br/><br/>Then came the awestruck silence.