Garth: Vanna, you need to leave, NOW.

Vanna leans back, startled, as Garth sweeps forward, getting right into her face and pointing towards the door.

Vanna: What? Oh. Ha, I know Pavel’s costume is a bit--

The cardinal stares at her with wide eyes, desperate, beads of sweat dripping down his face.

Garth: No, NO! LISTEN TO ME! You need to get off this ISLAND-- you need to RUN. Run far, run fast. HIDE.

Pavel watches the two adults argue, not noticing as a form walks up behind him, an impressive bust, feathered sleeves, and a single candle lit by a blue flame.

Vanna: Garth… You’re scaring me a little. Are you okay?

Garth: No questions! Just get out of here, Quickly! Get Pavel far away from here, before--

The figure speaks and Pavel turns to look at her. The blue flame catches in his eyes and makes the pale pink show a little clearer.

Mysterious Voice: Before what, Garth?

Standing before Pavel is a woman. She is clearly recognizable as the voice on the radio, though now is when her features are completely clear. Her dress has a very deep V neckline. She has dark skin and is very tall. Her smile is uncannily wide and her eyes eerily still. The pattern of her pupil, upon closer inspection, matches the one that was on the orb she fondled while announcing Phaedra’s death. The sconce behind her has a pillar of blue flame and the wall is patterned with overlapping feathers. Vanna and Garth look on- Vanna with a dumbfounded expression and Garth with the look of someone caught red handed.