Clare set her backpack and the trenchcoat down on the bed, then walked over to the covered painting. "Something special that I made," she said, smiling and uncovering the canvas to reveal what, at first, appeared to be a mirror. However, in reality, it was a picture of Crest himself, dressed in the clothes he had worn when he was in hell. "Happy Belated Birthday," she said, smiling sheepishly and rubbing the back of her head. "It's.... it's you. When we first met."