Third POV
Rose exhaled shifting in her sleep... Pulling her face away from the slight touch of something.
The soft mattress under her made her forget about everything as soon as she laid back on the bed. It's been months that she slept on something so soft.
Rose smiled in her sleep remembering her mother's touch. The figure watched Rose sleep in the darkness with the lamp sitting on the wooden table beside the bed.
The only light which is illuminating the room is the lamp. The figure closely watched Rose, using its finger to trace light lines on her hair and face.
The black fog which is now being following Rose stood beside their master. Suddenly Rose started waking up from her slumber.
She can feel the light pressure of a finger on her cheek. Her heart started beating fast, she slow
