The Gravedigger frantically groped at the earth trying to get at the jewels lying beneath King Charles’s feet. he used his shovel to hack slowly away at the tough earth. He could see the lanterns of the nightwatchmen swinging about in the dark and remembered he didn’t have much time, so he went faster. The misty air curled about his feet, making it hard to see as he finally broke through to the body and jewels below. Eyes wide with excitement, he grabbed the jewels and was off. He had just run a few meters when he heard someone shout, a gun went off and his body jerked as the bullet tore through his skin, crimson blood filling the air. Then, there was silence.