Darkness. It was pitch black. He couldn't see anything, not even himself. "Kol," He looked around but there was no one.
"Kol," He heard the voice again, this time it was weaker. The voice was familiar.
"Help," The voice came again. It was almost a whisper now. He was now panicking. He could sense something terrible was going to happen but he didn't know what it was.
"Where are you? Who are you?" He asked, looking around but there was still nothing except the darkness. He heard the sound of a knife tearing flesh and the screams of a woman.
He turned around and gasped. He saw his mother in a pool of her own blood. She stared at him, pain and anger evident in her eyes.
"Where were you?" She asked. Her words cut through him like the knife that had pierced her heart.
"Mum…"
