The day was closing in on Estelle Manor. Their turn to guard the ring piece was finished earlier that day, and the boys had turned in for the night. "I'll add something special to you all for such hard work." As Malak left with the ring piece, the boys scrambled to their rooms. Judas could hardly wait to see what he would be treated with. They boys were all gone. All except for Haytham. He kept looking out of the upper floor window. Judas didn't fail to notice it. "Why are you doing that?" Haytham looked back. "Are you sure we're done for the day?" He asked the man in charge. The one in red nodded. "The day is done, my British friend." He pat his back. Haytham turned back to the window. "Then who is that?" He said pointing down the trail.

Judas leaned out the window. When he did he saw a Gold Watcher. Being in charge he was tasked with knowing nearly all the Gold Watchers in the nearby area and this man was new. He didn't take his eyes off the stranger, when grabbed Haytham's shoulder. "Wake the others." Immediately he ran throughout the manor waking every available body out of bed "Out of bed! All hands! Make fast the front garden! Out of bed! Scurry!? Scurry fast! Hedwig, Hugo! We need movement!" Judas slammed on the doors, as Haytham did the same. "I want movement!"

In a matter of minutes the boys were all awake, staring out the window. The newcomer was some scrawny man. He must've just been made as he had nothing but a sheer gold wig, a pair of breeches, socks and shoes. He was topless and didn't seem well fed showing he hadn't been feasting before his death. He wandered around till he found a bench. He sat down trying understand what happened to him. "I've never seen him before. Have any of you?" Everybody shook their heads. "Well I'm gonna go check him out." He grabbed his head. Whoever he was seemed to be upset. "Hmm this might take a more steady hand. Hugo you come too." They made their way outside and slowly approached the weeping statue. He cried inky black tears, and looked up hearing their footsteps. He gasped curling his legs up. Judas held up his hands. "Don't be afraid. We're friends." Alexander stood up. "Friends?" Hugo moved forward. "I know that voice. Alexander? Alexander Stuyvesant?"

The topless watcher took some steps "General?" He ran up to the only person he knew, throwing his arms around his shoulders. Judas looked when he did so seeing lashes on his back that even the gold didn't seem to be able to smooth out. He wanted to see more of this gold watcher. "Come on, Alex. You're coming with us." He looked up trembling. "Where are we going?" The General spoke softly as he opened the door. "Home." They led him into the house, and Judas cleared everyone out of the way. He led him to an available room, and grabbed some clothes. He looked as the vulnerable frightened gold watcher covered his torso. "No need to be afraid, boy. You will find there's pleasure in this house as well." He saw that the gold man followed his every move with amber eye lights. He ignored his eyes, and handed him some baggy clothes that he would replace once he got measured. "Throw these on." He looked down at the garments. "I'm grateful." Judas paused looking at the newcomer. He shook his head. "Err.... Don't get used to it."