I find myself facing the dead of my mother years ago. Long before I met Hades. I start to cry and feel sad when I get the feeling that something's wrong. I look around and I see that every person that I have met in my life is directing their hate against me instead of giving me comfort and love and support. The worst is that when I turn to Josh, my brother, he has a kitchen knife on his hands and he looks at me with a murderous look. A sudden fear comes over me and I take a step back when someone grabs me by my arms from behind me. I look at my brother crying and I feel as the guy releases me and Josh takes me from behind pressing the knife against my throat and then he thrusts the knife in my neck giving the killing blow. I fall to the floor and then I wake up screaming.
