~rubbing her eyes Sin stared bleakly about... rat corpses littered the floor of the crypt, the stench of decomposing rodent permeating the air. Rising to her feet she looked down at herself, a snort of derision flaring forth at the sight of herself. Dust and cobwebs covered her from head to toe, making her as gray as the slab of stone upon which she had rested for so long. Stretching, she moved towards the entrance... wanting out. Needing out. A scream of pure fury rose up in her throat and ripped forth, echoing about the cavernous crypt. The hatch wouldn't open...~