The only thing in the pockets of her new coat were two silver rings in a raven's skull motif.  Eerie.<br/><br/>The kitty up on the roof followed her after a moment, but stayed up high, content to merely peer down at her.  Sunny could almost feel the arrogant and smug self-assurance from where she stood in the alleyway, looking at the words spray-painted on the crumbling brick.<br/><br/><strong>This is Chessboard Two.<br/>You want Chessboard Seven.</strong><br/><br/>...whatever the fuck<em>that</em>meant.<br/><br/>A rusted door alongside the words creaked open, sending flakes of old paint swirling like snowflakes.  A pale dark-haired girl somewhere between eight and twelve peered out.<br/><br/>"Lady Corvid?  I thought you were dead."<br/><br/>She beckoned to Sunny.<br/><br/>"You'd better come in!  Have you seen my sister, Door?"