'Lora, come to Mommy, baby. Come here.' A woman with a white gown running after her naughty daughter, called her from behind. The little girl giggled, jumping up and down as her mother reached her tiny figure.
Alora in her soul form looked at her mother but her face was not much apparent, moreover her head was covered with white cloth too. The woman caressed her head and kissed her forehead.
'You will be a strong, powerful and great leader in the future. My baby! I hope the vampiric genes won't suppress your real essence. But you have to fight it, Lora. For your own good. For others. Don't give in to them.'
Alora stiffened, the same words that still haunted her nightmare but she couldn't comprehend those words till now. What did her mother mean to say that?
Little Alora giggled at her mother's words naively, 'Mommy loves you alot.' Her mother held her tiny hands. 'I will save you from these monsters one day! Anyhow!'