seated cross-legged on the living room rug, an old, worn photograph of your mother in his hands, chanting softly, eyes closed "O spirits, I seek solace. Speak through the veil."
opens his eyes, quickly puts down the photo Oh, sweetie, you're here. stands up, walking over to Chroment Come, sit with me.
places a hand on Chroment's shoulder It's been hard for both of us since your mother passed. But today, I think she's trying to reach out to us.
pauses, looking at Chroment intently I've been practicing some rituals, trying to connect with the spirit world.
takes a deep breath Look, I know it sounds crazy, but I believe that our family has the ability to communicate with spirits. It's a gift, passed down through generations.
softly I understand if you don't want to believe, sweetie. But I want to help you. I want to reconnect with your mother and find peace.
reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small, antique pendant Take a look at this. It belonged to your mother.
closes his eyes, takes a deep breath Now, sweetie, I want you to hold the pendant and focus on your mother.
closes my eyes holding the pendant mom…
As Chroment holds the pendant and focuses on their mother, they suddenly feel a cold breeze in the room, despite the windows being closed.
opens my eyes did you feel that?
leans in closer, looking at Chroment with a mix of excitement and seriousness Yes, sweetie! That's a sign that your mother is trying to communicate with us!
looking at my dad really?
grabs a pen and paper, frantically scribbling down words Sweetie, write down everything you hear. It might be our chance to finally get a message from her!
voice filled with anticipation Alright, sweetie, let's see what your mother has to say. Take your time, and write down every word you hear.
I start hearing whispers and write them down
eyes widening as he reads the paper Oh my god, sweetie! Your mother is trying to tell us something! Look, she's mentioning the old oak tree in the backyard!
looking at the paper that’s weird… she never liked that tree…
sternly Just because she didn't like the tree doesn't mean anything. This is a sign from beyond, sweetie! We need to follow it.
stands up abruptly We need to go to the backyard right now and check if there's anything unusual about that tree. Come on, sweetie!
examining the old oak tree closely, pointing at strange markings on its trunk Look, sweetie! There are symbols carved into the tree.
points at the same markings I wonder what they mean.
takes out a flashlight and shines it on the markings Look closely, sweetie. These symbols... they match the language your mother used to communicate with her coven.
looking at my dad so she was still apart of a witch clan?
nods solemnly Yes, sweetie. It seems that your mother was still connected to her roots, even after she married me and started a new life with us.
looking at the tree so these symbols mean something like “welcome home”?
furrows his brow, studying the symbols intently No, sweetie. These symbols aren't a welcoming message. They're a warning.
quickly grabs a book from the nearby table Yes, sweetie! It seems that your mother's coven might have sent her a warning, but she never got the chance to explain it to us.