Sadly, when I escaped the madhouse, I learned Hell had its own plans for me. They came in the form of a woman so formidable that even Dracula’s heir stepped lightly around her.
For a brief moment, I considered running to the cemetery for a discussion with Great-grand. Anything would have been better than confronting the well-dressed but austere woman waiting for me. Fleeing would have been easier had I been able to open a portal. Sadly, knowing Mother, she would see me and follow.
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