You step into a dark room, and someone shuts the door that provided the light behind you. You swallow, and step forward. Your eyes shut, and heart races. Feeling like it will pound out of your chest, you sniff. The air is musky, damp, and slightly.. Wait… A new scent wafts to your nose. Lavender. A warm sensation overcomes you, and she speaks.

“Welcome far wanderer. Welcome to eternity.”

You sigh in relief, and lights flicker on.

But something is wrong… Only one candle is lit.

A breath catches in your throat as warm breath sends shivers down your spine.

“shh… The Dark mother accepts your plea, embrace me…”

With that, your neck snaps sickly.

No time to yelp.

No time to scream.

Soon, you awake in the same room. Under you, is a pool of blood. You stumble forward, and find a mirror adorned with ebony markings. You wear ragged, white clothes. Blood drips from you mouth, nose, and eyes, and you have dark hair, and pale skin.

You are now a Keeper.