Lizzy walks through the halls of the Phantomhive mansion with a blank expression on her face. Her eyes, that used to hold much happiness and shine, was replaced with a dull void of uncertainty and much sadness.

'Ciel...' she thinks with a frown. 'You've changed...' she thinks while stopping. She glance over at the large picture that stood before her by the entrance of the house.

Ciel sat with his legs crossed and his fingers interlocked. His elbows sat comfortably on the arm rest while his gaze pierced through the picture. His eyes, ice blue with a tint of malice for all those who took away all he cherished.

She shivers inwardly and glances over at his butler, Sebastian.

She never quite figured out that man.

His tall, flawless features, stood out from the picture like a sore thumb. His pale, smooth skin, held it's own glint against the brightly lit room. What attracted her most, was his eyes. Those red gems, she thought, were beautiful but deadly.

Where did she get these thoughts from?

Not even she knew.

But nonetheless, she diverts her gaze from the picture and continues her journey down the stairs with a silent clicks.

She smiles softly.

'Was it because of that time?' she asks herself, remembering the last few moments before she was knocked out. She could remember seeing his determined yet troubled gaze directed toward her as the darkness consumed her and images of him fade.

She didn't know what hit her.

But it did the trick, all right.

'Was it because of those zombies?' she thinks as the small smile leaves her face.

She didn't know.

With a defeated sigh, she walks out of the Phantomhive mansion, empty. It was like she was missing something.

'But what could it be?' she asks herself, as if expecting the answer to pop right in front of her and-

"Oh? Look what we have here," says a voice.