I feel like I'm losing my mind. I can hear her. I can hear her song. It burns my ear. 

And you won't understand the cause of your grief, but you'll always follow the voices beneath.

I let out a scream. I grip my head.

"Shut up! Shut up!" I yell.

Head me my son.

"Where are you?! What are you?!" I yell.

I hear the wind howl. I hear the wind white as snow zoom past me. I feel it. It feels like breath. I turn. I see the wind forming into a figure. White as snow. The snow forms a body, her body. Her dress. I walk over. 

"Mother?" I ask.

She puts her hand on my face.

"It is so good to see you, my son." She speaks.

"What is this?" I ask.

"I can only speak with you for a moment, but you are in terrible danger." She says.

"From whom?" I ask.

"Your father, Vlad." She answers.

"As in Dracula?" I gasp.

I finally understand why Tooth and North were whispering. My father is Dracula?! How is that possible?! I feel my chest scream in pain. I grip it. I feel something soaking my shirt. I look down. I see... blood. I'm bleeding. I wince.

"What's happening?!" I scream.

"Remember your loyalty." She calls.

I fall to my knees. The blood keeps pooling out. She turns.

"Mother! Wait!" I yell. 

"Remember the truth!" She calls.

I see her walking to the ledge. I try to stand but there's a ringing in my ears.

"Mother!" I yell.

"Remember your loyalty only to me!" She yells.

"Mother!" I reach out but my hand falls.