- POV Mother -
[M-My head...]
The melodious sound of birds singing finally made me move even though my whole body was aching and hard to bear. My head was spinning, my skull was aching, and I could feel my right ankle hurting like crazy as I tried to move my toes. What had happened ? Where was I ? Why was I in a real bed ? Everything was too confusing and even though they weighed a ton, I forced myself to open my eyelids.
The first thing that appeared in front of me was a slightly worn wooden ceiling, full of spider webs that I would have to clean up later for the Master. I was completely exhausted, lost and as I slowly woke up a mental shock came into my mind. As if I had been hit by a carriage with full force, suddenly all my memories of the past night came back to me with a rare violence.
[M-My son...l-...the forest....the Master...d-dead, all dead...no...I...]
