As Amanda awakes from death she will feel a soft caress upon her cheek. There is no visible presence, but the Fog's voice whispers gently to her.

"My child... you have done much for me. It is my turn to show my appreciation to you."

The room she awakes in is not one that Amanda has been in before. It is part of a house in Dyster, one now set aside especially for her.

"This is now yours, and I am willing to protect another as I do you."

A breeze of wind affectionately brushes aside her hair.

"I have other gifts I am sure you will soon discover. I know you will use them well."