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In a split second it went from the sounds of fighting and death to peaceful silence. Brenna opened her eyes to see the foyer of a large mansion. Gasping, she instinctively stepped away from the male, pulling her hand from his and wrapping her arms around her daughter. 
"Where are we?" She asked as Gracie continued to whimper and cry, large tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Mommy," she signed and voiced, wiping at the black blood on her face and whining in protest that it wouldn't come off.
"I know baby. We'll clean it off I promise."
"Monsters"" Gracie voiced as she frantically tried to get the black substance off of her. "Monsters."

Kneeling down, Brenna put her on the floor and pulled up the hem of her shirt to try and get Gracie cleaned off, trying to calm her down as much as possible. At this rate the five year old was going to have a panic attack.
Brenna looked up sat the male who had brought them to... wherever this was. "Thank you for getting us out of there. We live at Haver's Clinic in the city. We will return there as quickly as possible, so as not to bother you and the other Brothers. My name is Brenna. This is my daughter Gracie."

Gracie was peering up at the male shyly, not certain if she should be afraid of him or not.