"I was thinking of doing figure skating, but I decided that I didn't like the idea of wearing sparkly outfits," Venin smiled and turned once more before setting her on the windowsill. The ice was melting, making the walls look like they were crying. The cold water began to seep back into Venin, giving him his original strength back. The door was usable again, and you could see the glass from the window on the floor.