Abigail was quickly on her feet.
Down the stairs and into the dark, Abigail was following the sound, and there she was:
the child...
I'm caught within a dream, there's no way out.
I can't escape.
If only I could see the light of day, I might escape the dream.
...And now I'm looking at his son. A man and his wheelchair, living in the past. No room for life, only the dark...
In twisted key she speaks a word to me, and then I see her face falling apart. The word 'Jonah' is her mark. She's branded!
The moon is full. Another perfect day has begun. Like a demon's eye, that devil's eye... Will we ever die? HALLOWEEN!
She's wearing white again, but colors always betray. Don't look into her eyes, there's an evil darkness inside.
