[@Silent Observer]

"Well its not like I know when you did the deed but I did have an odd feeling earlier, just out of no where. A strange numbness a slight feeling of something tearing internally, as if perhaps I was going to die, a brief moment of cold and then nothing. Everything went back to normal after that," he said piecing the information together and not liking the conclusion that was coming into focus. He wanted to deny the conclusion, deny the truth, a slight piece of him always wondered who his creator was but with the final pieces coming into light he wanted nothing more to scatter the puzzle again and forget it forever.

He took a drink of his whiskey, it's warmth now grounding him to the reality that he was in."I guess that bastard wasn't lying when he called me son," Tholo sighed finally accepting the clear image in front of him, another cruel twist in their fate of life to be dealt. Yet despite this new truth he refused it, rejected it especially after what the monster had done to her. His only regret now wasn't being their himself to rip out his heart and feast on it while he took his finally breath.

"Maybe he turned me but it doesn't matter to me, he wanted to kill me not turn me that night I'm pretty certain of that," he finished his whiskey and set the glass down ",The only thing that matters is his corpse will rot where it belongs along with others like him."