As much as Josephine liked the winter, it sort of bothered her. There wasn't going to be many plants in bloom. She sat in the dungeons by herself, her head buzzing with thought of the snow and how it covered the ground. Josephine liked it better being down in the darkness. She wouldn't have to be reminded of the emptiness of outside.

John casually moved through the dungeons. The darkness gave him a feeling of solitude. As he walked he saw someone sitting off to the side of the corridor. He went over "Hello" He said.