LUCIAN CASTIEL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My feet grated the wooden tiles beneath, I followed the sound of the piano. A heart heart-wrenching note that flowed unhurriedly.

If I listened hard enough, I would hear mama's soft whimpers. She always cried each time the illness struck.

Father would always warn me never to show myself each time mama get "Possessed". That was the word he used to describe her never-ending fits.

Perhaps it was the darkness surrounding the house, or maybe it was the ...