Desmond blushed looking away from Scarlet.
"I will explain everything later Scarlet, but first of all these are my mothers, past present, and future," he said pointing at the black figure standing in front of her.
"Y...your mother!," she stammered staring at the faceless being, "How?"
"It's complicated," he shrugged, staring at her pitiful eyes. As if he was begging her to hear him out first before jumping to conclusions.
She sighed, then looked down. She had surrendered.
The shadowy figure chuckled and then unleashed special energy that undid all the damage they had caused to the place when it was having its way with Agatha. It even undid the leaves that had fallen in Agatha's hair and cleaned her clothes. Almost as if time was in reverse.
