My brother the traitor...? What does that mean?? My father. I grip my head. I am the proof of how he betrayed my mother's loyalty. So... did I fight him. I pace around in my room that North gave me. It doesn't make any sense. I grip my head. Come on... remember... remember... please...!

"Witch's son!"

"Please my love!"

"Kill him! Kill him!"

Sleep child, darkness will rise from beneath and carry you off into sleep.

What does this all mean?! Just someone please tell me!

"My son, you hath to remember." A voice says.

I turn to the mirror. I jump. She's as clear as day. She looks beautiful. A gray dress. Her hair was tied back, and she had the same head band. She looks at me. What is she...? A ghost? A memory? What?

"My son, you look so grown up." She smiles.

"What is this? Mother? What happened to you?" I ask.

Blood drips from her. She looks up at me. I jump.

"You're dead." I say.

She nods. She walks out of the mirror looking like a ghost. She touches my cheek. I look at her.

"My son, you have work to do." She says.

"What? What happened to me?" I ask.

"You must remember. Find our house there is something that is waiting for you. You have to get our vengeance on your father." She says.

"What? What vengeance." I push off of her.

"You must remember." She says

I turn. 

"No, no, no. I don't want to remember!" I yell.

I walk out the door. I slam into the door.