[motioning to Werdegast's wife, in a glass sarcophagus]

Now you see, Vitus, I have cared for her tenderly and well. You will find her almost as beautiful as when you last saw her. She died two years after the war.

How?

Of pneumonia. She was never very strong, you know.

And, and the child, our daughter?

Dead.

And why is she...Why is she like this?

Is she not beautiful? I wanted to have her beauty - always. I loved her too, Vitus.

Lies. All lies Hjalmar. You killed her. You killed her as I'm about to kill you!
[A black cat enters, paralyzing Werdegast with fear]