When Vlad Masters woke up that morning he wasn't expecting a call from the Fentons. "Ah, Mad-" he was cut off by a horse voice, as if the speaker had ruined it by screaming. "Vlad.. Danny is dead." Maddie told him in a voice nearly above a whisper. Vlad went pale and stared at nothing, remembering when the boy had showed up that night asking if there was a way to permanently kill a ghost. Surely Daniel wouldn't have been asking for his self, right? "How?" A million things ran through his mind, hoping that it was anything other than what he had told the boy. "Blood blossom. We found him covered in the flower, it looked like he even ate some." Vlad dropped to his knees and dropped the phone, staring at his hands. It was his fault the boy was dead. He wonders what he would have done to save him, if he could've talked to him instead. He was once again the only halfa left.
