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Rose stood motionless for several long moments after Gladys' abrupt departure, her mind reeling as she processed the dire implications of what had just occurred.
Gladys, her own mother, had reacted with thinly-veiled trepidation upon feeling the reverberations of Rose's unleashed psychic abilities. As if she sensed something ominous, something to be feared, in the supernatural forces her daughter had tapped into.
A ghost of remembered words echoed in Rose's mind from years past - Gladys' firm warnings about the consequences of delving too recklessly into the more primal aspects of their vampiric power. At the time, Rose had brushed off such concerns as overprotective fretting. But now....
Now, she couldn't help but wonder if there was some kernel of truth to her mother's apprehensions after all. Something had caused a very visceral reaction in Gladys, something that clearly unnerved the normally unflappable woman.