Looking at the house again, brings back old memories. Standing in front of the house makes my mom’s death even more real. I suddenly feel scared and have the urge to turn around and run, run without looking back but I stand my ground. I have to do this, for me, for my mom. I know if my mom had had her way, she never would have made me aware of the other world but now that I am aware and our lives are being threatened by Dracula, she definitely would want me to know more, to survive and that’s exactly what I am going to do. ‘wish me luck mom’.
“Are you okay? You look pale”, Astor asks, a worried expression on his face.
“I’m always pale”, I snort.
“Well, paler than usual then”.
“I’m fine, I just need a moment”.
“Understandable”
After taking five deep breaths and preparing myself mental
