Audrey's room is, at a glance, a simple bedroom for a child who loved books and flowers very much.

It is also a tomb. Laying on the bed, is a chestnut haired child - the youngest girl from the portraits - like she's sleeping... if not for the fact that she's been dead for days now. Oddly enough, she hasn't started to visibly decompose - perhaps this is a blessing, if only because decomposing children are terrible, heartbreaking sights.

Her wrists are marred with marks. Her face is gaunt and her arms and legs are thin.

It was not a fast death.