The way she looked at you, like piercing firey stakes through the heart. Everywhere she went, there was chaos and destruction, animals went savage and anything worth shattering did.

It wasn't just animals, but people too, the old nanny, the one to look after Brooklyn, after what she did, in front of so many people... That wouldn't be the last time she saw death, or maybe, caused death...

At this point, you were questioning if she was even yours, she would scream and claw anytime she got near a church, she seemed to take pleasure in the pain of others, and just yesterday, a priest, warning us: "Go to christ! Christ the Lord is the only way you can save yourself! Save yourself from her!"

Maybe what he was saying was true, or maybe, all the misfortune, even the death, it was all just a bad Omen