A feminine voice called out from within, "Just a moment, please."<br/><br/>After a short delay, the door opened, and a handsome young woman, dressed in somber clothes, her eyes red and cheeks puffy from crying, appeared. Her long, dark hair was drawn up into a severe bun, and she looked like she would be fitting teaching a gaggle of schoolchildren. "Oh! Sarytha! You made it!" Kendra Lorrimer, the late Professor's adult daughter said. "Please, come in. I'm glad you made it in time... the burial is this afternoon."