Clementine:
I kept pinching my skin, anxiously waiting for Ian to tell me how we would put my mother and the others to rest?
Ian noticed and quickly held my hand, stopping me from hurting myself.
"It will be different for her," he whispered, causing me to frown. "The way to kill them is to have any one of them change their expression while they look at you, most likely because of something you are saying or doing. Show an ounce of feeling. The moment one of them reacts, they all start to disappear."
As soon as Ian told me that, a spark of hope ran through me.
"It will not be too painful?" I asked him, and he nodded, reassuring me that even though her punishment was severe, her passing to the light would be peaceful.
"But I have said everything to her, and she did not change her expression," I said.
Then it hit me.
"What would have happened to my brother?" I asked Ian, who began to look confused.
