Eri, a fashion model, does nothing but languish in a death-like sleep in a menacing netherworld, her black hair cascading across the pillow “like a flood of dark water”.

Love, whether newly born, or aroused from a death-like slumber, must always create a sunshine, filling the heart so full of radiance, that it overflows upon the outward world.

He had attempted to cover his tracks by making her death appear like suicide.