Written by: Dallas Walsh

Flashing red and blue lights illuminate the Rockwell mansion, as two police cars and an ambulance are parked in the driveway. A devastated looking Lex Rockwell covers his mouth as the gurney is wheeled closer to the ambulance, a white sheet covering the body of his husband, Jarek Williams, who fell from the balcony located in Lex's bedroom, on the third level of the mansion. Everything happened to quickly, Lex almost doesn't remember everything that happened or how Jarek fell. He recalls that he got home and found Jarek and Brock Jennings, his trainer, in a fist fight in the bedroom. Just as Jarek was about to smash a flower pot over Brock's head, Lex shouted for Brock to watch out; Brock then shoved Jarek hard, causing him to lose his balance fall over the balcony ledge. Now, Jarek is dead. Lex can't believe what is happening. First, he finds out that Mac Rockwell isn't his father. Then, his mother, Lydia Rockwell, is killed in a plane crash. Now, his husband is dead. He doesn't know how much more he can take of this.

"We have a couple of questions for you," Detective Garret Owens says, coming up to Brock and Lex.

"Is now the best time?" Brock asks him back. "He just lost his husband."

"No," Lex waves his hand. "It's fine. The sooner we know what happened, the better."

The detective nods back to him. "That's exactly what I was thinking. Now, what happened, Mr. Rockwell?"

Lex shrugs as he tries to catch his breath. "I wish I knew," he tells the cop. "I got home and found Jarek and Brock fighting. I shouted for them to stop and then..."

"I pushed Jarek," Brock interrupts him, knowing he has to take responsibility for his actions. "He was going to kill me; he was trying to kill me."

"That doesn't make any sense," Lex snaps back at him, still confused by the entire situation. "Why would he do this?"

"He was the one who was drugging you," Brock reveals to him, as Lex turns around in horror. "I have proof. He wanted you dead!"

"No!" Lex shouts back at him. "My husband wouldn't have done that to me. He loved me. He wouldn't have wanted me dead, that's absurd! Odette was drugging me, she confessed!"

"So, you're saying, you pushed Mr. Williams off the balcony?" the detective asks Brock, who nods back to him.

"He had this flower pot that he was going to smash over my head," Brock tells him. "Lex warned me, so I ducked and shoved him. That's when he fell."

"That part is true," Lex replies to him. "But I don't believe that he was drugging him! It's impossible. Jarek wouldn't do that to me, he just wouldn't."

"Brock Jennings," Owens tells him. "You're going to have to come down to the station, young man. Until you have proof of your claims, you'll be held for the murder of Jarek Williams."

"This can't be happening," Brock protests, as he's placed in handcuffs. "Lex, please, you have to believe me! He was trying to kill you."

As Brock is taken away, a car pulls into the driveway. Mac Rockwell and Sabine Andrew rush out of Mac's Lexus and up to Lex. "What the hell is happening?" Mac asks the young man whom he believed was his son for so many years, concerned by the scene that is unfolding in front of him.

"God Dad," Lex cries in his arms. "This is a nightmare. A true nightmare."

***

Lucinda Rockwell looks over her shoulder into the long hallway of her mansion, to ensure none of her staff are around her. When she sees that no one is in the hallway, she slowly opens the door to the basement of the mansion and moves into the stairwell. She shuts the door behind her and then slowly moves down the stairs.

She flicks the light switch on and immediately looks over into the cage that she had built. Inside, Lydia Rockwell is laying on a small cot. Lucinda smirks at the sight of her rival being in a jail; she plans to keep her there for the rest of her miserable life. This, Lucinda thinks to herself, is the perfect revenge on Lydia, for all the damage she has done to her family.

"I brought you a sandwich," Lucinda announces as she moves closer to the cell and throws a paper bag through the bar before turning to leave.

Lydia slowly gets up from the cot; her hair is a mess and she has dirt on her face. She can't believe that Lucinda is holding her hostage. She knows that, for years, Lucinda vowed that she would get revenge on her if she hurt the Rockwell family, but she never believed that Lucinda would go as far as she has. The fact that she has trapped her like an animal is beyond cruel.

"You can't keep me in forever old woman," Lydia says in a hoarse voice, picking up the paper bag and looking at the sandwich. "My family, my children, they will start looking for me eventually!"

Lucinda chuckles as she looks back, already on the staircase heading back upstairs. "That's where you're wrong," Lucinda purses her lips together. "They can't start looking for something that doesn't exist."

Lydia shakes her head in confusion. "What the hell are you talking about? I exist! I'm right here!"

"You're here," Lucinda replies to her. "But to everyone else, you're dead."

"The plane crash," Lydia gasps in horror, realizing what Lucinda is telling her. "You faked my death!"

"You're not as dumb as you look," Lucinda says before flicking the lights off. "You're dead, Lydia, to everyone. So, no one will ever find you. Not now, not ever."

"Don't leave! Lucinda, please! Don't leave me alone!" Lydia begs as she rushes up to the edge of the cage and pleads with the old woman, who slowly walks back up the stairs. Tears form in Lydia's eyes as her pleads get quieter. "Please, don't leave me down here…."

***

"I'm glad I found you," Celeste Baldwin rushes up to Cole Rockwell, who is taking a walk on the grounds of the Rockwell mansion. Cole had to get out of the mansion after Celeste revealed to him that she couldn't have any more children earlier in the evening. He knows that she is going through a rough time with this idea as well, but the fact that she didn't tell him for so long is what is troubling him more than anything.

"I was just about to head back to the house," he replies to her. "But, I'm glad you found me too. I have to tell you something."

"Can it wait? I have news…"

"No, it can't wait," he interrupts her. "I wasn't fair to you earlier. I shouldn't have walked out after you told me about your condition. I want you to know that I love you, and this doesn't change anything for me. I still want to marry you; I still want to be with you."

"Oh Cole," Celeste pulls him into a hug. "You have no idea how much I needed to hear that."

As they exit their embrace, they share a passionate kiss. "So, what is it you wanted to tell me?" he asks her, as their lips part.

"There's been an accident at the house," she tells him, grabbing his hand. "Jarek's dead."

"What?" Cole gasps in horror. "How did this happen? How's Lex?"

"I'll fill you in," Celeste starts walking back to the house, pulling him behind her. "Come on, we have to get to Lex."

***

The Rockwell's all sit in the living room looking at Lex, whom is sitting in the middle of the room on the sofa with damp eyes, reeling from the death of his husband.

"Here," Sabine passes him a double brandy. "Drink this. It'll calm your nerves."

"Thank you," Lex whispers back to her, before he takes a huge gulp of the liquid. "I'm not sure anything will calm my nerves. My husband is dead…"

"I can't believe this is happening," Stacey Rockwell covers her mouth in shock before turning to bury her face into her fiance's, Marat Kafelinkov's, shoulder. "Why do bad things keep happening to his family?"

"We have to stay together right now," Mac announces to everyone, coming up and sitting next to Lex. "This was a horrible tragedy, but we will get through this together."

Lex stands up, and runs his hands through his hair. "First Lydia, now Jarek," he says in frustration. "I'm not sure how much more of this I can handle!"

"I know," Cole comes up to his brother. "You deserve to be upset, you deserve to be angry. But, we have to look at the positives. You're alive, you're well. You didn't die. Kent didn't die. We are all still here. In know your grieving, Lex, but we are all here for you."

Lex turns and pulls his brother into a hug as tears start to flow from his eyes.

"I'm worried about him," Sabine whispers to Mac. "God knows what will happen if Brock is able to prove that Jarek was the one was poisoning him."

Mac nods back to her. "I know," he says as he grabs her hand, thinking about the kiss their shared earlier. "Thanks for being here."

"I wouldn't be anywhere else."

***

At the police station, Brock sits in an integration room as Detective Owens stands across from him. Brock feels beads of sweat forming on the top of his head, worried that no one will believe him that Jarek was the one who was drugging Lex all those weeks. He can't go to jail for killing Jarek; it was self-defense.

"Let me get this straight," the detective looks back at Brock. "You suspected that Jarek was the one drugging Lex Rockwell, but instead of sharing your theory, you broke into the Williams' home and found a stash of Mrs. Williams drugs that had a note indicating they were for Jarek?"

"I know I went about this wrong," Brock admits back to him. "But, I had to be sure. I couldn't go to anyone without having proof! Don't you understand that?"

"You didn't let us do our job, that's what I know."

"If you had done your job, Odette wouldn't have confessed in the first place!" Brock protests. "Did you even try to get to the truth after she confessed?"

"You have to understand," the detective replies to him. "This is very unusual. Usually when someone confesses, it is because they are guilty."

"I get that, but you have to understand why Odette would lie about this," Brock tells him. "She was protecting her son. They were clearly after the Rockwell money. Ask Lex, Jarek was spending like there was no tomorrow."

"You left the drugs in the Williams home, correct?"

"No, I took them with me. I showed them to Jarek before we fought. It's what provoked him. The drugs, they're still in Lexington's room."

"Good," the detective nods back to him. "I have some men heading there now. If the drugs are there and we can get the Williams' finger prints on them, it will collaborate your story."

"And in the meantime?"

"You're staying right where you are."

***

"I got here as soon as I could," Lucinda announces as she walks into the living room. "How is Lexington?"

"As well as to be expected," Mac comes up to his mother and pulls her into an embrace. "He's lost his mother and husband in a couple of weeks. He's devastated by all this loss."

Lucinda gulps back to him. "I'd like to see him."

"Of course, he stepped outside to get some air."

Lucinda walks past the sofa towards the French doors that lead into the garden. She spots Lex looking out at the view of Kelsey Lake, since the mansion is on the top of a hill. She comes up behind her grandson and puts her hand on his shoulder. "Lexington," she says in a whisper.

Lex doesn't move from his position. "Thanks for coming Grandma."

"You know I wouldn't be anywhere else," she replies to him. "Look, I know this is a very difficult time for you, but you will get through this."

"Will I?" he asks her back. "I seem to have a track record of bringing chaos and pain into my life. I don't know when it will stop."

"It stops now," Lucinda replies to him. "You are a brilliant young man. You will be okay. Time heals everything. I lost a husband too; I mean, he's not dead, but he might as well be. I know what you're going through. Just remember, that there is always tomorrow."

Lex turns and finally faces Lucinda. He pulls her into a hug. "Thanks for believing in me," he whispers back to her.

"I will never stop believing in you, Lexington."

***

Back inside, Cole moves up to Mac. "How do you think he's really doing?"

Mac shrugs his shoulders. "He has every right to be upset," he replies to his son. "We've all had so much loss lately. It started with Houston dying in that car crash," Mac tells him. "Then with the horrible truth about Kent Blackmore being Lex's real father, Lydia's death, now this…"

"You can say it, Dad, it's okay."

"Say what?" Mac asks him back, wondering what Cole is getting at.

"My affair with Celeste," he replies to him. "It's also caused the family a lot of pain."

"It did," Mac nods back to him. "But we are past that. You and Celeste, you're happy, you're getting married. I want nothing more for you."

"Thanks Dad," Cole pulls him into a hug. As they exit their embrace, Cole hears his cell phone start to ring. "I should get that."

"If it's a reporter, tell them to go to hell," Mac smirks, as Sabine comes back up to him.

"How are you doing, really?" she asks him as she purses her lips together.

"As well as to be expected," Mac replies to her. "I'm worried about my son."

"Lex is a strong young man," she tells him. "He'll be fine."

"I hope so," Mac says back to her as they hug one another. Just then, Lucinda comes back into the living room and spots the embrace.

"What the hell is going on here?" she asks, causing the embrace to end. "Mackenzie, please tell me you have better judgement than to get involved with Sabine Andrews!"

"Not now mother!" Mac instructs her, as Lucinda puts her hand on her hip shocked by what she witnessed.

"Unbelievable," she whispers back to herself, as Mac and Sabine walk off together.

***

In the foyer, Cole picks up his ringing cell phone. "Cole Rockwell," he says.

"Cole, it's me," Vivian Blackmore says on the other end of the telephone. "Please, don't hang up."

"Vivian?" he asks her. "Your number didn't show up on my screen. Where are you?"

"I'm in New York on business," she replies to him. "Look, there's a reason that I'm calling."

"What is it? Make it fast, my family needs me right now."

"I'm just hoping that you've had some time to really think about us and everything that we meant to one another," she explains to him. "I love you, I know you don't believe that. But, I do. The day of Houston's birthday, do you remember that day?"

"Of course I do," he says quietly.

"We had made love the previous night," she tells him, remembering the night vividly. "The next morning, I asked you to hold me because I wasn't in the mood. You held me as I cried for my son. It was that day that I fell in love with you, Cole. So, I'm asking you, one last time, are you sure you don't love me at all? I could make you so much happier than Celeste Baldwin ever could."

Cole takes a deep breath. "I'm sorry Vivian," he replies to her. "I never meant to lead you on, and I know that we did have a lot of good times together. I remember them, and I will cherish them. But, I love Celeste. I want to be with her."

"Fine," Vivian bites her lower lip as she feels her eyes swell with water. "I will have to prove to you the kind of woman that Celeste is."

"What does that mean?" Cole asks her, wondering what Vivian has up her sleeve. "Vivian? Vivian, answer me! What does that mean?"

Only, Cole doesn't get a response from Vivian, as the phone line has gone dead. Cole hangs up the phone, his mind racing with what Vivian Blackmore is up too.

***

Stacey opens her office door to Blackmore Ltd. and quickly moves to the desk, her mind racing about what happened the previous day. She had gone to see Kent Blackmore to convince him to keep her in the position of CEO, but while she was there, the POA transfer arrived. Stacey lost her cool with Kent and in the midst of their argument, she pushed him up against the wall and started to bleed while being unconscious. She quickly left the scene but wonders how he is doing. In her mind, she sees him getting back up and going to sleep, forgetting anything ever happened.

"I'm sure he's fine," she whispers to herself. "Besides, I have more important things I have to focus on today."

She looks at her desk and smiles at the sight in front of her; some jewelry designs. "Now, I just have to find a way to make these a reality and everything will be perfect."

"These designs," she holds up a design that she created. "They will make everyone, including Kent Blackmore, realize that I am the best CEO for this company."

***

"Detective, what could you have found upstairs that you didn't see earlier?" Mac asks Detective Owens, who emerges into the Rockwell living room, having gone back into Lex's room to see if there was a bag of drugs there to back up Brock's story.

Owens looks over at Lex and then holds up the bag he found. "Brock Jennings told us he found this bag of pills at Odette Williams' house," Owens explains to them. "They are the same pills that were found in your system. There's a note saying that Jarek was to give them to you, Lex."

Lex shakes his head in confusion. "I…I don't understand."

"It appears your husband was the one trying to kill you, not Odette. She covered for her son since she was already in jail."

Lex shakes his head in horror. "I don't believe this."

"Oh son," Mac pulls Lex into a hug, who remains numb from the news. "I'm so sorry."

"I'll see myself out," Owens tells them. "If you need anything, anything at all, you all have my number."

"Thank you," Sabine tells him, as she walks him out, as Lex still sobs in Mac's arms.

"Can I get you anything?" Mac asks Lex, as they exit their embrace.

They are interrupted by the sound of the doorbell ringing. "I'll go get it," Sabine announces, as she rushes out of the room, even though she just returned to the room from seeing Owens out.

Lex shakes his head. "The last 6 months of my life when I haven't been such a fool?"

Before Mac can reply, Sabine comes back into the living room, with Brock following her. "What the hell are you doing here?" Mac asks Brock.

"I had to come," Brock says, looking at Lex, who turns around to look at him. "I had to make sure you are okay."

Lex looks at him for a moment before rushing up to him and hugging him. "I owe you my life," he says into Brock's ear. "You saved me."

***

"You look upset," Marat announces to Stacey, as he comes into her office at Blackmore Ltd and sees her pouring a drink. "How is Kent?"

"Fine," she lies, knowing that she didn't actually go see Kent this morning like she said she would. She's been too busy running the damn company. However, the last thing Kent telling her haunts her. The name Houston keeps replaying in her mind over and over again. "I'm just tired of all the chaos around us right now."

"You still want to get married, don't you?"

"Why would you ask me that? Are you having second thoughts?"

"Of course not," he replies to her, moving up to her. "I can tell how stressed you are by everything that has been happening. If you want to postpone…"

Stacey waves her hand in the air. "No, I don't," she tells him. "We are getting married, and nothing will stop us."

***

"I had to get out of the house today," Celeste announces to Cole as she moves into Mac's office at Rockwell Mining. She was desperate to leave following the drama of Jarek's death and Lex's room being searched; she needed to escape for a while. "I'm hoping that work will be a good breather from all the drama."

"I know what you mean," Cole stands up from the desk. "I still can't believe that Jarek is dead."

"And, he was the one drugging Lex. All that time, he was the one trying to kill your brother."

Cole shakes his head. "I know," he sighs. "I hope Lex is okay."

"I don't know if he will ever be okay again."

"In time," Cole tells her as he pours a cup of coffee. "How are those designs?" he asks her, noticing that she is looking at her portfolio closely.

"Something is wrong," she tells him, looking up to him. "There are some designs missing."

"What? How is that possible?" he asks her, as he comes up to her quickly.

"I don't know," she looks back to him. "But there are 5 designs missing here. What the hell could have happened?"

Cole shrugs. "I'm not sure."

"Vivian Blackmore," Celeste stands up. "That woman is trying to ruin me, isn't she?"

Cole sighs and looks back at her. "I wasn't going to tell you," he tells her. "But, she did call me. She asked me one more time to give her another chance."

"That woman just won't stop!"

"Relax, okay?" Cole puts his hands on her arms. "I love you and I told Vivian that nothing will stop us from married. If she did, somehow, steal your designs, we will get them back."

Celeste falls into his arms. "You're right. We won't let her ruin us or our wedding. Nothing will stop us from getting married. Nothing."

***

NEW YORK CITY

Vivian sits at a bar nursing dirty martini. She can't believe that once again, she poured her soul out to Cole, only for him to reject her. She takes a sip of her drink.

"If Celeste wasn't in the picture, this wouldn't be happening," she whispers to herself. "Good thing I came to New York, because now, I have the ammunition I need to ruin that woman once and for all."

She looks into her purse and pulls out two airline tickets for Kelsey Lake. "Tomorrow, everything will change. I just hope I get there before the wedding."

***

"Dad are you in there?" Lex calls out as he knocks on Kent's front door. "Dad? I need to see you. I really need to talk to you, it's about Jarek."

There's no answer, so Lex tries the door handle. He's surprised when it's unlocked. He moves inside and closes the door behind himself. "Kent?" he calls out into the dark room.

Lex moves down into the living room and looks around. He turns around is shocked to see Kent laying on the ground in a small pool of blood. "Kent?" he calls out moving up to father. "Kent, wake up!" Lex starts to shake him, but Kent doesn't wake up. Lex rushes to turn on the lights. When he comes back, he can see that there is blood coming out of Kent's mouth.

"My God," Lex yells in horror as he grabs his phone. "This can't be happening. You're not going to die, Kent! You're going to be okay!"

***

Lex paces inside the waiting room of the hospital, waiting for Dr. Chen to come and give him some update on Kent's condition. He just can't believe his luck right now; both Lydia and Jarek are dead, and now Kent is fighting for his life.

"Dr. Chen," Lex says in a panic when the doctor walks into the waiting room. "What's happened to my father? Is he okay?"

"I'm afraid there's no easy way to tell you this," Dr. Chen replies to him. "Your father has large amounts of pain medication in his system. He looked like he was in a struggle and his stitch opened, hence the bleeding."

"What?" Lex's mouth opens in shock. "Will he be okay? Will he?"

***

Celeste moves inside Mac's office at Rockwell Mining, hoping to see her ex-husband because she needs to talk to him about the missing designs.

She opens the large folder and starts flipping through some of the images she has drawn. "They are definitely not here. I wasn't imaging this."

"Talking to yourself?" Mac asks her as he comes into the office and he heard her saying something. "Is everything okay?"

"No," she shakes her head. "Some of the designs are missing," she reveals to him. "There are 5 missing sketches. I don't know who would have done this, but they are gone!"

"What? How the hell did this happen?" he asks her, looking through the portfolio.

"I wish I knew," she tells him. "I think it might have been Vivian Blackmore, but that's just a lunch."

"Why would Vivian want our sketches? She's not working at Blackmore Ltd right now. No, that doesn't make sense."

"Then, who would have done this?" Celeste asks him.

"That's exactly what I'm going to find out," he grits his teeth together.

***

Stacey sits at her desk at Blackmore Ltd and reads an online article about her latest coo at the company: she's launched her own jewelry division, using the designs she created at Rockwell Mining. As she reads the article, Stacey thinks about how the previous night, after leaving the office, she went to Rockwell Mining and went into Mac's office. Everyone had left for the day, so she was easily able to enter. No one questioned her because she is, after all, a Rockwell.

She went to Celeste's portfolio and took out all the designs that she created herself. Once she had them, she left the office and today, she announced her line with her designs. Her latest coo at Blackmore Ltd is creating quite the stir.

"This is perfect," she purses her lips together. "Kent will have to see that I'm the best person for this job now."

***

"What are we going to do about the designs?" Celeste asks Mac. "We were going into production with Sabine next week. There's no way that I can create that many designs in such a short amount of time!"

Mac takes a swig of his brandy and sighs heavily. "I've already have security looking into who could have come into the office and stolen the designs."

"There's no need," Cole announces a the doorway, holding a newspaper. "Look at this."

He passes Mac the paper to read. Mac sets his brandy down and quickly feels the blood drain from his face, reading how Stacey just launched a design company at Blackmore Ltd. "I don't believe this!"

"What is it?" Celeste asks him.

"Stacey stole the designs," Mac grits his teeth together. "She is using them at Blackmore Ltd."

"What?" Celeste asks him shocked by what he just revealed. She can't believe that Stacey would first steal Kremlin Diamonds and now the designs from Rockwell Mining.

"I don't even know who she is anymore," Cole shakes his head. "Dad, what can we do?"

"Have you heard the news?" Stacey triumphantly announces to her family as she comes into the office. "I've launched a new division at Blackmore."

Mac glares at his daughter, thinking she has a lot of nerve coming to gloat that she stole from him … again. "Yes, I see that you're stolen from me. Again."

"Oh Daddy," Stacey waves her hand in the air. "Don't be dramatic. I simply took the designs that I did. All of Celeste's designs are still in her portfolio. I only took what was mine."

"Those were property of Rockwell Mining!" Mac yells at her.

"I can't believe you would steal from my collection," Celeste tells her, putting her hand on her hip. "All the pieces go together. That's the point of a collection."

"Who the hell are you, Stacey? You're certainly not the little girl I raised!" Mac fumes at her.

Stacey suddenly feels like a dagger hits her heart. Her family isn't proud of her for her latest coo. Instead they are livid with her. "I thought…"

"Get out of my office!" Mac spits at her. "Before I call security and throw you out."

Stacey huffs and quickly leaves the office, leaving Cole, Celeste and Mac in the office. Celeste looks back at Mac. "What are we doing to do? We don't have time to work on 5 new designs before launch?"

"I'm taking my gloves off," Mac whispers back to her. "I'm not going to play nice with Stacey anymore, daughter or not. If she wants to play with the big boys, then she can play with the big boys."

***

Stacey slowly opens the door to her bedroom at the Rockwell mansion and moves inside. She moves over to the bay window, where there's a large stuffed animal that she's had since she was a little girl. She picks it up and hugs it for a moment, as tears fill her eyes. The words of Kent and Mac replay in her mind over and over again.

Kent calling out Houston's name before collapsing is haunting her. "My God," she whispers as a tear falls down her cheek. "I was engaged to his son. And now, I pushed him and left him in a pool of blood. He collapsed in front of me and I…I walked away. I don't even know if he's alive…"

She puts the teddy bear back down and moves over to her end table, where she sees a picture of her and Mac smiling. "And Daddy, he's so disappointed in me. He's right…who have I become?"

She puts the picture back down and wipes her eyes. "I have to make this right. I have to change this."

Before she can say anything else, her cell phone rings. "Hello," she says into the phone. "Lex, calm down, are you okay?...What? I'll be right there!"

***

Lydia moves around her cage slowly, looking for something, anything that could help her escape Lucinda's clutches. She still can't believe the lengths that Lucinda has gone to get revenge on her for "hurting her family". What Lydia wishes Lucinda would understand is that it is her family as well; she never meant to hurt them, she was only doing what she thought was right.

"Damn you Lucinda," she whispers to herself. "Damn you straight to hell. You're going to wish you never met me when I get out of here."

Lydia moves up to the small sink and turns the water on. She splashes her face with some cold water and then pulls a towel off the rack. As she is about to return the towel, after drying her face, she sees a small hole in the wall. She moves her finger closer to the hole, which turns out to be a button. Suddenly, the wall behind her starts to move a little.

"What the hell?" Lydia gasps, as the wall opens to reveal another cage on the other side of the wall. "Hello?" Lydia calls out.

She can hear another voice reply, but can't make out the words. Lydia slowly walks to the opening. "Hello?" she says again, reaching the area where the wall was.

Slowly into the dim light, a figure appears before Lydia. Lydia screams bloody murder when she sees the face of Houston Blackmore standing in front of her!