Yorick:
Flashback:
My mother led me inside with her. I knew this was where the magic happened, and the magic was something worse, something very dangerous. But my parents were very good at it. They had been doing it for so long that I could not even remember, probably since before I was born.
And they took a lot of pride in what they did.
"Come on in," my mother smiled when she noticed that I was still standing in the doorway, lost in thought.
There was an injection filled with pink liquid.
"Give me your hand," my mother asked.
I followed her lead and gave her my hand. She pricked my finger and began mixing my blood with the pink liquid. Once she was done, she handed me the injection.
"Now remember, no matter what she says to you, no matter how much she tries to convince you that she is fine, you will tell her she is not, and that this is the only thing that will help her. Do not let her fool you with emotions," my mother reminded me before handing over the medicine.
