Mo Ling lied on her bed and soon fell asleep.
She dreamt of her last moments before she died..
In a dimly lit prison cell there's a smell of dirt, sweat and blood mixed together.
The rustle of chains clinking together sounded from time to time.
'click..'
The metal door unlocked from outside and light seeped through the entrance.
"You should have died ten years ago.. if so you won't be in this much pain now.." a cold voice echoed in the slightly lit prison cell..
Following that voice came heavy footsteps walking towards her.
Marcus looked at her from the above while she was in chains, kneeling down on the floor with various degrees of wounds on her body..
He squatted down and lifted her chin with his index finger.. "Your organs are failing and you're at your deathbed, Her Highness Mora.. heh" he laughed gleefully.
She lifted her dead eyes and saw the man squatting before her.
He is a middle aged man with a sturdy build wearing a commander uniform. He has sharp features and vicious eyes.
"I don't understand what you're talking about." A weak voice came from her throat.
She didn't know why they tortured her but now it isn't useful even if she knew.
She's tired.. don't know whether it's mentally or that her body is failing.
"It doesn't matter anymore.. your family's dead. Now you're going to accompany them."
She closed her eyes and descended to darkness.
"Mora…." A faraway shout surrounded her.
"Moraa…."
She felt great pain in her head like something crushing her inside.
She clutched her head with both hands and sat down curling her body into a ball.
Millions of memories rushed into her mind making her dizzy.
Mora opened her eyes suddenly in the prison cell and with her last strength strangled the man in front of her.
He was shocked with the scene before his eyes.
Mora's eyes are no longer blank.. they are sharp and cruel. The aura around her changed and it's suffocating to be present around her.
She looked straight into his eyes and he felt fear looking at them.
He reached for his gun with the other hand and shot at her heart.
Mora loosened her grip and laughed slowly..
"I will come for you.. uncle Marcus." Those were her last words.
Mo Ling 'Mora' opened her eyes on her bed with a calm face.
"Marcus.." Mo Ling whispered with a low voice..
"Marcus.. heh.. I'll come for you.. "