"H-huh?" Dracula stuttered as he stared at Tessa in disbelief. "I must have misheard you," Dracula uttered, confusion evident in his voice. "I'm not quite clear on what you just said. Could you repeat yourself?"
Tessa smirked. "Dracula Beelzebub," Tessa called out, her voice a haunting echo that reverberated through the darkness. "You have existed for far too long, to the point where your mind is slipping into the shadows. Your memories, once a fortress of strength and resolve, now waver like the flickering flames of a dying candle and you are beginning to forget things." She uttered, her words were in riddle.
Dracula is used to Tessa speaking in riddles because he knew Tessa when she was old and Dracula believe, old ladies like Tessa always speak in riddles.
He took a deep breath as his gaze continued to bore deeply into Tessa, waiting for her to utter whatever she was thinking within herself.
