The nightmare had me waking up with a violent scream, the sound shaking the very foundation of the castle. Wither wakes up with a jolt, fearing that it was Christopher here to take her life. She looks at me, rubbing the sleep from her eyes, concern written on her face. The nightmare had me fearing for Mary’s life, a future premonition of the dream told me that she was going to be murdered. Murdered by her own son's hands, left as a display and a sadistic note left where her body had once lay. The vividness showed me the truth of how dire the situation was; how dangerous it was going to be. Mary was the key to the barrier, the only thing that protected everyone from the hunter’s association. This is what Christophe wanted, wanted to replace someone with a person that we trust, thinking that
