He stands by a middle-aged woman, with a very pale skin who is quietly talking to herself. He discovers she is blind and asking for a guide. "What's the use of a guide if you got nowhere to go" asks Rael. "I've got somewhere to go," she replies "if you take me through the noise, I'll show you. I'm a creature of the caves and I follow the way the breezes blow."

He leads her across the room and they leave the crowd, who dismiss their departure as certain to fail.

The chamber was in confusion - all the voices shouting loud.

I could only just hear, a voice quite near say, "Please help me

through the crowd"

'Said if I helped her thru' she could help me too, but I could

see that she was wholly blind.

But from her pale face and her pale skin, a moonlight shined.

Lilywhite Lilith,

She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night

Lilywhite Lilith,

She gonna lead you right.

When through the door, the woman leads Rael down the tunnel. The light of the chamber soon fades and despite her confident step Rael often stumbles in the darkness.

After a long walk they arrive in what Rael judges to be a big round cave, and she speaks a second time asking him to sit down. It feels like a cold stone throne.

"Rael, sit here. They will come for you soon. Don't be afraid." And failing to explain any more she walks off. He faces his fear once again.

When I'd led her through the people, the angry noise began to grow.

She said "Let me feel the way the breezes blow, and I'll show

you where to go."

So I followed her into a big round cave, she said "They're

coming for you, now don't be afraid."

Then she sat me down on a cold stone throne, carved in jade.

Lilywhite Lilith,

She gonna take you thru' the tunnel of night.

Lilywhite Lilith,

She gonna lead you right.

A tunnel is lit up to the left of him, and he begins to shake. As it grows brighter, he hears a non-metallic whirring sound. The light is getting painfully bright, reflecting as white off the walls until his vision is lost in a sort of snow blindness.

She leaves me in my darkness,

I have to face, face my fear,

And the darkness closes in on me,

I can hear a whirring sound growing near.

I can see the corner of the tunnel,

Lit up by whatever's coming here.

Two golden globes float into the room