Laurent eventually crept away to sleep, curling up in his overly grand bed and dreaming of the handsome young man he had captive. The dreams eventually soured into his usual nightmares, and he woke after a few hours, restless and spooked. He wanted to see his young man again, wanted the comfort and reassurance of his company.

Putting on his red death's-head mask and scarlet robes, he returned to the room with his captive, unlocking the door to let him out.