Chapter 6: Perpetual Damsel in Distress

The spooky figure zooms towards me, its ghastly purpose apparent. Notwithstanding, I don't see its speed by any means, my psyche suspended in cloudy obscurity of recollections that are meeting up, returning at a disturbing rate. The shouts I had heard before began once more, resonating all through my viewpoints, diverting me from the present. I hear two voices, one sharp and the other a little lower yet at the same time womanly. The one that had a place with a more seasoned lady strikes torment in my chest, acknowledgment driving itself to the surface. That wonderful voice, twisted with agony and shock...

Mother. My eyes broaden as all that returns; the aggravation, the distress, the hurt.

The tears begin to stream as the phantom rushes to meet his objective. I can recall everything about; the way those animals had dug into him... at the point when his eyes turned a terrifying red...

It at last contacts me, scarcely more than a murmur of air, charging towards my chest. In any case, th