The abandoned barn, hidden away on the edge of the estate, was perfect for their needs. No one could see the comings and goings. Inside the four remaining members of The Circle of Five stood, a gap marking an absence amongst their number. At the centre of the gathering, painted on the floor, was a pentagram. All four wore long white hooded robes. Their identities were hidden. Candles burned all around. As midnight approached their leader began a chant to call the spirit of the dead.